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0,2165,"David Cameron, William Hague and Michael Gove were left humiliated last night after Commons Speaker John Bercow survived an attempted Tory coup. The Conservatives used the last day of Parliament to lead a so-called 'Payback Plot' on the controversial figure. But the move was defeated by 228 votes to 202 yesterday and an emotional Mr Bercow appeared close to tears as he announced the result. The Prime Minister and his senior colleagues immediately faced criticism over the 'grubby' plot – in which they wanted to change the rules to make it easier to remove a Speaker from Parliament. Scroll down for video . John Bercow was close to tears today as MPs dramatically defeated a Tory plot to oust him as Commons Speaker . Mr Bercow earlier insisted he is 'not going anywhere' after it emerged the Tories and Lib Dems have hatched a plot to oust him as Commons Speaker after the election . With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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1,2165,"David Cameron, William Hague and Michael Gove were left humiliated last night after Commons Speaker John Bercow survived an attempted Tory coup. The Conservatives used the last day of Parliament to lead a so-called 'Payback Plot' on the controversial figure. But the move was defeated by 228 votes to 202 yesterday and an emotional Mr Bercow appeared close to tears as he announced the result. The Prime Minister and his senior colleagues immediately faced criticism over the 'grubby' plot – in which they wanted to change the rules to make it easier to remove a Speaker from Parliament. Scroll down for video . John Bercow was close to tears today as MPs dramatically defeated a Tory plot to oust him as Commons Speaker . Mr Bercow earlier insisted he is 'not going anywhere' after it emerged the Tories and Lib Dems have hatched a plot to oust him as Commons Speaker after the election . With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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2,2165,"David Cameron, William Hague and Michael Gove were left humiliated last night after Commons Speaker John Bercow survived an attempted Tory coup. The Conservatives used the last day of Parliament to lead a so-called 'Payback Plot' on the controversial figure. But the move was defeated by 228 votes to 202 yesterday and an emotional Mr Bercow appeared close to tears as he announced the result. The Prime Minister and his senior colleagues immediately faced criticism over the 'grubby' plot – in which they wanted to change the rules to make it easier to remove a Speaker from Parliament. Scroll down for video . John Bercow was close to tears today as MPs dramatically defeated a Tory plot to oust him as Commons Speaker . Mr Bercow earlier insisted he is 'not going anywhere' after it emerged the Tories and Lib Dems have hatched a plot to oust him as Commons Speaker after the election . With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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3,2165,"David Cameron, William Hague and Michael Gove were left humiliated last night after Commons Speaker John Bercow survived an attempted Tory coup. The Conservatives used the last day of Parliament to lead a so-called 'Payback Plot' on the controversial figure. But the move was defeated by 228 votes to 202 yesterday and an emotional Mr Bercow appeared close to tears as he announced the result. The Prime Minister and his senior colleagues immediately faced criticism over the 'grubby' plot – in which they wanted to change the rules to make it easier to remove a Speaker from Parliament. Scroll down for video . John Bercow was close to tears today as MPs dramatically defeated a Tory plot to oust him as Commons Speaker . Mr Bercow earlier insisted he is 'not going anywhere' after it emerged the Tories and Lib Dems have hatched a plot to oust him as Commons Speaker after the election . With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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4,2165,"David Cameron, William Hague and Michael Gove were left humiliated last night after Commons Speaker John Bercow survived an attempted Tory coup. The Conservatives used the last day of Parliament to lead a so-called 'Payback Plot' on the controversial figure. But the move was defeated by 228 votes to 202 yesterday and an emotional Mr Bercow appeared close to tears as he announced the result. The Prime Minister and his senior colleagues immediately faced criticism over the 'grubby' plot – in which they wanted to change the rules to make it easier to remove a Speaker from Parliament. Scroll down for video . John Bercow was close to tears today as MPs dramatically defeated a Tory plot to oust him as Commons Speaker . Mr Bercow earlier insisted he is 'not going anywhere' after it emerged the Tories and Lib Dems have hatched a plot to oust him as Commons Speaker after the election . With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. 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6,2165,"David Cameron, William Hague and Michael Gove were left humiliated last night after Commons Speaker John Bercow survived an attempted Tory coup. The Conservatives used the last day of Parliament to lead a so-called 'Payback Plot' on the controversial figure. But the move was defeated by 228 votes to 202 yesterday and an emotional Mr Bercow appeared close to tears as he announced the result. The Prime Minister and his senior colleagues immediately faced criticism over the 'grubby' plot – in which they wanted to change the rules to make it easier to remove a Speaker from Parliament. Scroll down for video . John Bercow was close to tears today as MPs dramatically defeated a Tory plot to oust him as Commons Speaker . Mr Bercow earlier insisted he is 'not going anywhere' after it emerged the Tories and Lib Dems have hatched a plot to oust him as Commons Speaker after the election . With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. 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With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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10,2165,"David Cameron, William Hague and Michael Gove were left humiliated last night after Commons Speaker John Bercow survived an attempted Tory coup. The Conservatives used the last day of Parliament to lead a so-called 'Payback Plot' on the controversial figure. But the move was defeated by 228 votes to 202 yesterday and an emotional Mr Bercow appeared close to tears as he announced the result. The Prime Minister and his senior colleagues immediately faced criticism over the 'grubby' plot – in which they wanted to change the rules to make it easier to remove a Speaker from Parliament. Scroll down for video . John Bercow was close to tears today as MPs dramatically defeated a Tory plot to oust him as Commons Speaker . Mr Bercow earlier insisted he is 'not going anywhere' after it emerged the Tories and Lib Dems have hatched a plot to oust him as Commons Speaker after the election . With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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11,2165,"David Cameron, William Hague and Michael Gove were left humiliated last night after Commons Speaker John Bercow survived an attempted Tory coup. The Conservatives used the last day of Parliament to lead a so-called 'Payback Plot' on the controversial figure. But the move was defeated by 228 votes to 202 yesterday and an emotional Mr Bercow appeared close to tears as he announced the result. The Prime Minister and his senior colleagues immediately faced criticism over the 'grubby' plot – in which they wanted to change the rules to make it easier to remove a Speaker from Parliament. Scroll down for video . John Bercow was close to tears today as MPs dramatically defeated a Tory plot to oust him as Commons Speaker . Mr Bercow earlier insisted he is 'not going anywhere' after it emerged the Tories and Lib Dems have hatched a plot to oust him as Commons Speaker after the election . With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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12,2165,"David Cameron, William Hague and Michael Gove were left humiliated last night after Commons Speaker John Bercow survived an attempted Tory coup. The Conservatives used the last day of Parliament to lead a so-called 'Payback Plot' on the controversial figure. But the move was defeated by 228 votes to 202 yesterday and an emotional Mr Bercow appeared close to tears as he announced the result. The Prime Minister and his senior colleagues immediately faced criticism over the 'grubby' plot – in which they wanted to change the rules to make it easier to remove a Speaker from Parliament. Scroll down for video . John Bercow was close to tears today as MPs dramatically defeated a Tory plot to oust him as Commons Speaker . Mr Bercow earlier insisted he is 'not going anywhere' after it emerged the Tories and Lib Dems have hatched a plot to oust him as Commons Speaker after the election . With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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14,2165,"David Cameron, William Hague and Michael Gove were left humiliated last night after Commons Speaker John Bercow survived an attempted Tory coup. The Conservatives used the last day of Parliament to lead a so-called 'Payback Plot' on the controversial figure. But the move was defeated by 228 votes to 202 yesterday and an emotional Mr Bercow appeared close to tears as he announced the result. The Prime Minister and his senior colleagues immediately faced criticism over the 'grubby' plot – in which they wanted to change the rules to make it easier to remove a Speaker from Parliament. Scroll down for video . John Bercow was close to tears today as MPs dramatically defeated a Tory plot to oust him as Commons Speaker . Mr Bercow earlier insisted he is 'not going anywhere' after it emerged the Tories and Lib Dems have hatched a plot to oust him as Commons Speaker after the election . With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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15,2165,"David Cameron, William Hague and Michael Gove were left humiliated last night after Commons Speaker John Bercow survived an attempted Tory coup. The Conservatives used the last day of Parliament to lead a so-called 'Payback Plot' on the controversial figure. But the move was defeated by 228 votes to 202 yesterday and an emotional Mr Bercow appeared close to tears as he announced the result. The Prime Minister and his senior colleagues immediately faced criticism over the 'grubby' plot – in which they wanted to change the rules to make it easier to remove a Speaker from Parliament. Scroll down for video . John Bercow was close to tears today as MPs dramatically defeated a Tory plot to oust him as Commons Speaker . Mr Bercow earlier insisted he is 'not going anywhere' after it emerged the Tories and Lib Dems have hatched a plot to oust him as Commons Speaker after the election . With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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16,2165,"David Cameron, William Hague and Michael Gove were left humiliated last night after Commons Speaker John Bercow survived an attempted Tory coup. The Conservatives used the last day of Parliament to lead a so-called 'Payback Plot' on the controversial figure. But the move was defeated by 228 votes to 202 yesterday and an emotional Mr Bercow appeared close to tears as he announced the result. The Prime Minister and his senior colleagues immediately faced criticism over the 'grubby' plot – in which they wanted to change the rules to make it easier to remove a Speaker from Parliament. Scroll down for video . John Bercow was close to tears today as MPs dramatically defeated a Tory plot to oust him as Commons Speaker . Mr Bercow earlier insisted he is 'not going anywhere' after it emerged the Tories and Lib Dems have hatched a plot to oust him as Commons Speaker after the election . With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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20,2165,"David Cameron, William Hague and Michael Gove were left humiliated last night after Commons Speaker John Bercow survived an attempted Tory coup. The Conservatives used the last day of Parliament to lead a so-called 'Payback Plot' on the controversial figure. But the move was defeated by 228 votes to 202 yesterday and an emotional Mr Bercow appeared close to tears as he announced the result. The Prime Minister and his senior colleagues immediately faced criticism over the 'grubby' plot – in which they wanted to change the rules to make it easier to remove a Speaker from Parliament. Scroll down for video . John Bercow was close to tears today as MPs dramatically defeated a Tory plot to oust him as Commons Speaker . Mr Bercow earlier insisted he is 'not going anywhere' after it emerged the Tories and Lib Dems have hatched a plot to oust him as Commons Speaker after the election . With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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21,2165,"David Cameron, William Hague and Michael Gove were left humiliated last night after Commons Speaker John Bercow survived an attempted Tory coup. The Conservatives used the last day of Parliament to lead a so-called 'Payback Plot' on the controversial figure. But the move was defeated by 228 votes to 202 yesterday and an emotional Mr Bercow appeared close to tears as he announced the result. The Prime Minister and his senior colleagues immediately faced criticism over the 'grubby' plot – in which they wanted to change the rules to make it easier to remove a Speaker from Parliament. Scroll down for video . John Bercow was close to tears today as MPs dramatically defeated a Tory plot to oust him as Commons Speaker . Mr Bercow earlier insisted he is 'not going anywhere' after it emerged the Tories and Lib Dems have hatched a plot to oust him as Commons Speaker after the election . With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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22,2165,"David Cameron, William Hague and Michael Gove were left humiliated last night after Commons Speaker John Bercow survived an attempted Tory coup. The Conservatives used the last day of Parliament to lead a so-called 'Payback Plot' on the controversial figure. But the move was defeated by 228 votes to 202 yesterday and an emotional Mr Bercow appeared close to tears as he announced the result. The Prime Minister and his senior colleagues immediately faced criticism over the 'grubby' plot – in which they wanted to change the rules to make it easier to remove a Speaker from Parliament. Scroll down for video . John Bercow was close to tears today as MPs dramatically defeated a Tory plot to oust him as Commons Speaker . Mr Bercow earlier insisted he is 'not going anywhere' after it emerged the Tories and Lib Dems have hatched a plot to oust him as Commons Speaker after the election . With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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25,2165,"David Cameron, William Hague and Michael Gove were left humiliated last night after Commons Speaker John Bercow survived an attempted Tory coup. The Conservatives used the last day of Parliament to lead a so-called 'Payback Plot' on the controversial figure. But the move was defeated by 228 votes to 202 yesterday and an emotional Mr Bercow appeared close to tears as he announced the result. The Prime Minister and his senior colleagues immediately faced criticism over the 'grubby' plot – in which they wanted to change the rules to make it easier to remove a Speaker from Parliament. Scroll down for video . John Bercow was close to tears today as MPs dramatically defeated a Tory plot to oust him as Commons Speaker . Mr Bercow earlier insisted he is 'not going anywhere' after it emerged the Tories and Lib Dems have hatched a plot to oust him as Commons Speaker after the election . With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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26,2165,"David Cameron, William Hague and Michael Gove were left humiliated last night after Commons Speaker John Bercow survived an attempted Tory coup. The Conservatives used the last day of Parliament to lead a so-called 'Payback Plot' on the controversial figure. But the move was defeated by 228 votes to 202 yesterday and an emotional Mr Bercow appeared close to tears as he announced the result. The Prime Minister and his senior colleagues immediately faced criticism over the 'grubby' plot – in which they wanted to change the rules to make it easier to remove a Speaker from Parliament. Scroll down for video . John Bercow was close to tears today as MPs dramatically defeated a Tory plot to oust him as Commons Speaker . Mr Bercow earlier insisted he is 'not going anywhere' after it emerged the Tories and Lib Dems have hatched a plot to oust him as Commons Speaker after the election . With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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27,2165,"David Cameron, William Hague and Michael Gove were left humiliated last night after Commons Speaker John Bercow survived an attempted Tory coup. The Conservatives used the last day of Parliament to lead a so-called 'Payback Plot' on the controversial figure. But the move was defeated by 228 votes to 202 yesterday and an emotional Mr Bercow appeared close to tears as he announced the result. The Prime Minister and his senior colleagues immediately faced criticism over the 'grubby' plot – in which they wanted to change the rules to make it easier to remove a Speaker from Parliament. Scroll down for video . John Bercow was close to tears today as MPs dramatically defeated a Tory plot to oust him as Commons Speaker . Mr Bercow earlier insisted he is 'not going anywhere' after it emerged the Tories and Lib Dems have hatched a plot to oust him as Commons Speaker after the election . With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. 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30,2165,"David Cameron, William Hague and Michael Gove were left humiliated last night after Commons Speaker John Bercow survived an attempted Tory coup. The Conservatives used the last day of Parliament to lead a so-called 'Payback Plot' on the controversial figure. But the move was defeated by 228 votes to 202 yesterday and an emotional Mr Bercow appeared close to tears as he announced the result. The Prime Minister and his senior colleagues immediately faced criticism over the 'grubby' plot – in which they wanted to change the rules to make it easier to remove a Speaker from Parliament. Scroll down for video . John Bercow was close to tears today as MPs dramatically defeated a Tory plot to oust him as Commons Speaker . Mr Bercow earlier insisted he is 'not going anywhere' after it emerged the Tories and Lib Dems have hatched a plot to oust him as Commons Speaker after the election . With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. The design of the badge was calculated to poke fun at the Speaker's extreme phobia of wasps and bees, which is said to date back to his childhood.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.7,113.57972413793102,1224.0,58.180987202925046,0.782178217821782,0.8212145114300311,0.80083857442348,0.6194520420481342,0.00042351156975538947,3.5164165636789986,-0.31963968882259247,,-0.5839239451050439,-0.5279068271582473,0.4625385289991895,,0.2169146293184362,0.09154521488988687
31,2165,"David Cameron, William Hague and Michael Gove were left humiliated last night after Commons Speaker John Bercow survived an attempted Tory coup. The Conservatives used the last day of Parliament to lead a so-called 'Payback Plot' on the controversial figure. But the move was defeated by 228 votes to 202 yesterday and an emotional Mr Bercow appeared close to tears as he announced the result. The Prime Minister and his senior colleagues immediately faced criticism over the 'grubby' plot – in which they wanted to change the rules to make it easier to remove a Speaker from Parliament. Scroll down for video . John Bercow was close to tears today as MPs dramatically defeated a Tory plot to oust him as Commons Speaker . Mr Bercow earlier insisted he is 'not going anywhere' after it emerged the Tories and Lib Dems have hatched a plot to oust him as Commons Speaker after the election . With help from Labour MPs, Mr Bercow still clings to his position – but he is thought to have been badly damaged by the attempted putsch. As the Speaker glared at the Government front bench following the ambush yesterday, Labour MPs ignored Commons protocol by leaping to their feet and cheering the result. One of Mr Bercow's few friends on the Conservative benches, Charles Walker, wept as he gave a speech in support of the Speaker. Senior Tories said the debacle meant Mr Gove was certain to be moved as Chief Whip after the election. He is being tipped as a potential party chairman. Mr Hague, the Leader of the Commons, was accused of damaging his reputation with what Labour called a 'grubby' and 'squalid' attempt to ambush the Speaker on his final day in Parliament. The Prime Minister, who raced back from an election campaign visit to take part in the vote, also faced criticism from opponents. Mr Cameron, who has a personal feud with Mr Bercow and referred to him as a 'dwarf' in a speech in 2010, was heard declaring as he strode into the Commons: 'I wouldn't miss this for the world!' However, some of the Speaker's friends conceded it was clear that Parliament is bitterly divided over his stewardship. They say he may now need to signal his intention to stand down within the next two years. Former Conservative vice chairman Michael Fabricant, a critic of the Speaker, said: 'The question now being asked by MPs is will Bercow survive the confidence vote on the first day after general election?' Unpopular with senior Tory and Lib Dem ministers because of his intemperate outbursts, critics wanted to replace Mr Bercow with Deputy Speaker Lindsay Hoyle or the DUP's Nigel Dodds immediately after the election. Commons Leader William Hague today defended the move which Labour branded 'petty and spiteful' The coalition parties wanted to change the rules so that MPs who vote to remove a Speaker can do so in a secret ballot. That way critics could try to oust him without fear of reprisal if he survived, making his removal far more likely. The sway of a Speaker over an MP's career is such that few are ever prepared to make public criticisms. The rule change would also have brought the Parliamentary practice of secret ballots in line with elections for the chairmen of Commons committees and those for a new Speaker. Labour sources revealed last night how Mr Bercow gave them extra time to draft MPs back to Parliament in sufficient numbers to save him. With Labour having already let many of its MPs leave Parliament early to take part in election campaigning, it initially appeared the Government would pass the reform with ease. David Cameron was all smiles as he visited a factory with Boris Johnson this morning, but in the Commons his attempt to ambush Mr Bercow dramatically back fired . But Mr Bercow's decision to allow three separate urgent questions gave the Opposition crucial hours to haul MPs back to the Commons. Some 23 Tories also voted against the Government – saving Mr Bercow's skin – including 1922 committee chairman Graham Brady, former leadership contender David Davis and former frontbenchers Bernard Jenkin, Cheryl Gillan and Sir Edward Leigh. The intervention of Mr Walker, the Conservative chairman of the Commons procedure committee, appeared to help swing the vote. He was in tears as he told the Commons he had been 'played as a fool' by Mr Hague and Mr Gove, who had failed to tell him that they planned to spring the move. 'I have been played as a fool and when I go home tonight I will look in the mirror and see an honourable fool looking back at me and I would much rather be an honourable fool in this and any other matter than a clever man,' the MP said. Mr Hague defended the proposed reform as 'fair, democratic and thus completely justified' and denied it was linked to any 'grudge' against the Speaker. 'I think a secret ballot frees members of this House completely from pressure from their parties or from the chair,' he said. Tory anger at Mr Bercow has been brewing for months, if not years. He has frequently clashed with Mr Cameron, who has often mocked his height. In April last year Mr Bercow tried to humiliate the PM in the Commons by cutting him off mid-sentence. During raucous exchanges at Prime Minister's Questions, Mr Cameron was shouted down by Labour MPs and interrupted by Mr Bercow. As the PM tried to protest that he had not finished, the Speaker hit back: 'He can take it from me that he is finished Mr Bercow also sought to humiliate Home Secretary Theresa May over government plans for a vote on EU powers, including the European Arrest Warrant. He frequently interrupts debates to berate MPs, including frontbenchers. He told Michael Gove to stop 'gyrating around' and teased David Cameron's parliamentary aide Gavin Williamson that his job is to 'fetch and carry notes and to nod and shake his head in the right places'. Tory MP Michael Fabricant has been branded a 'silly man' and Guy Opperman likened to a 'perspiring postman'. Senior Tory MPs got so fed up with John Bercow's rudeness last year that they formed what has been called 'the BBB Club', members of which complain they have been 'Bol****ed By Bercow'. They even created a lapel badge, featuring three bees, which they planned to wear in the Commons. The design of the badge was calculated to poke fun at the Speaker's extreme phobia of wasps and bees, which is said to date back to his childhood.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.7,113.57972413793102,1224.0,58.180987202925046,0.782178217821782,0.8212145114300311,0.80083857442348,0.6194520420481342,0.00042351156975538947,3.5164165636789986,-0.6937505379996592,-0.5944003662171385,-0.5550827284715573,,0.08842767982212274,0.22681414521289256,0.2457558459519228,
32,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,-0.15096724095420636,,0.5788993964568396,0.11464147501517041,0.17576543231312033,,0.7773620100137928,0.4924765608031734
33,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,,0.2793180037173898,0.6827991547923464,-0.24174275194057784,,0.3824281808648643,0.8812617683492996,0.13609233384742517
34,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,,0.5653878181081617,-0.1450442239541835,0.6115481954126759,,0.6684979952556362,0.05341838960276968,0.9893832812006789
35,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,-0.10963990243611824,0.15634618943272913,,0.3875053411541568,0.21709277083120845,0.25945636658020366,,0.7653404269421598
36,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,0.36704237143499396,,0.33574903438003767,0.446609735721768,0.6937750447023207,,0.5342116479369908,0.824444821509771
37,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,0.11616647724774554,0.2848731305432981,-0.19626880810964498,,0.4428991505150722,0.3879833076907726,0.0021938054473082114,
38,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,,0.3633116276784184,0.6889883871312485,0.13873128507103105,,0.4664218048258929,0.8874510006882017,0.516566370859034
39,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,,0.26691806676004315,0.25564481923156046,-0.2252542957152873,,0.37002824390751765,0.4541074327885136,0.15258079007271572
40,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,,0.42693434073516423,0.6942536649467224,0.3535262846694255,,0.5300445178826387,0.8927162785036755,0.7313613704574284
41,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,-0.16733590974067544,0.12400652585561171,-0.1102073353781598,,0.15939676352665125,0.22711670300308623,0.08825527817879339,
42,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,0.4853955897860864,0.6640662175605665,,0.2403730274614928,0.812128263053413,0.767176394708041,,0.6182081132494959
43,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,0.24996121171121477,0.49256328337478256,,0.3717962346779814,0.5766938849785415,0.5956734605222571,,0.7496313204659844
44,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,0.39973339453202567,0.16746078495993294,,-0.27924902521494316,0.7264660677993524,0.2705709621074075,,0.09858606057305985
45,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,0.432091826899983,0.3478713292493527,,0.5448033257125654,0.7588245001673097,0.4509815063968272,,0.9226384115005684
46,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,0.5851743079114626,0.5901472842373094,0.3578569575584173,,0.9119069811787893,0.693257461384784,0.5563195711153704,
47,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,0.28358497114772085,0.6213581013024099,0.2828612476004776,,0.6103176444150475,0.7244682784498844,0.48132386115743075,
48,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,0.6191255333157755,0.5441579100431229,0.19669893517399298,,0.9458582065831022,0.6472680871905974,0.39516154873094617,
49,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,0.5570300868072313,,0.5982066097853509,0.21477691958188533,0.883762760074558,,0.7966692233423041,0.5926120053698883
50,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,0.19851275377915673,0.6416133734733236,0.4233047219070635,,0.5252454270464835,0.7447235506207981,0.6217673354640166,
51,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,0.32028008243219147,0.3207459354108074,,-0.17559633057538462,0.6470127556995182,0.42385611255828193,,0.2022387552126184
52,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,,0.6360613982356194,0.23725477673798792,0.4057359300773279,,0.7391715753830939,0.4357173902949411,0.7835710158653308
53,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,0.3318458822923465,0.30052955319500496,,-0.3576452091093916,0.6585785555596733,0.40363973034247946,,0.020189876678611385
54,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,-0.12461584877029735,,0.366102045406586,0.29331137416844827,0.20211682449702933,,0.5645646589635391,0.6711464599564513
55,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,0.4746082643510087,,0.4208115442332445,-0.33502351545756837,0.8013409376183354,,0.6192741577901977,0.042811570330434645
56,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,,0.23684500113177792,0.18688848815246292,0.26563489368427284,,0.3399551782792525,0.3853511017094161,0.6434699794722758
57,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,-0.16712842132363992,,0.16713219158845663,0.5809672687865527,0.15960425194368677,,0.3655948051454098,0.9588023545745556
58,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,,0.4647517843069969,0.6472817662456563,0.4508150305866955,,0.5678619614544714,0.8457443798026094,0.8286501163746984
59,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,0.34522563297412034,0.10077096439833941,0.5411111306333782,,0.671958306241447,0.20388114154581394,0.7395737441903314,
60,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,0.36547024935860456,0.5555094641785874,0.35979434220291984,,0.6922029226259312,0.6586196413260619,0.558256955759873,
61,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,0.6214049961138681,0.32354165253236805,0.4961340139644829,,0.9481376693811948,0.4266518296798426,0.6945966275214361,
62,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,0.41278704818385853,0.5569985576033458,,0.33944526937092645,0.7395197214511853,0.6601087347508203,,0.7172803551589295
63,7577,"this happened a week ago. anyway its a friday afternoon, and my friend just got out of school he's a freshman, and i'm a junior and we have been best friends ever since. so my friend has an xbox one and the original xbox that was made in 2005 and we haven't played in years! so i decided hey lets go back and play some of the classics? so we got out our games star wars battle front, star wars battle front 2, the tom clancy's series and a whole lot more games. so we plug in the xbox that wasn't plugged in like years, we were both in a nostalgic phase. after seeing how long its been we put a tom clancy disk in and watch the trap door shut! the xbox did its magic and crashed! we both looked at each other and wondered wtf happened? my friend came to a conclusion that i killed his xbox and its gone forever. on the other hand i wanted to fix the problem, so i unplugged it gave it a couple taps and it still din't work so i wondered maybe its just the power cord? lets see if it works? i unplugged the power cord from the xbox and bended a paper clip and put it on both sides of the metal inside of the cord, i plugged it in touched the two metal ends in the xbox pressed the power button and boom! nothing so i was like fuck this shit and forgetting i was still holding the highly electric cord it fell on the carpet made a shocking noise and burned the carpet! it also cut out the power in the whole house, luckily i reset the breakers switch in the house. i started laughing because i was such an idiot, and my friend said well you totally killed my xbox now. i was like i was trying to give it some cpr. r.i.p. xbox 2005-2014",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,6.1,53.474285714285706,362.0,51.23456790123457,0.3267326732673267,0.10311017714747453,0.1984626135569532,0.377835085788003,5.65590750334121e-05,0.46961000000242065,-0.145339725741771,0.5009932654242191,,0.4410071077039067,0.18139294752555568,0.6041034425716936,,0.8188421934919097
64,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,-0.18999638803123844,0.34763163203713693,0.13654160697172588,,0.09713232484004866,0.7010578813249562,0.417464038837554,
65,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,0.6436286009711528,0.6436923856554253,,0.4919834731503873,0.9307573138424399,0.9971186349432445,,0.8029872563424036
66,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,-0.11750187792108605,,0.2827395111246313,0.5077010550337835,0.16962683495020106,,0.5636619429904595,0.8187048382257999
67,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,,-0.20211496926943148,0.6393750273367156,0.4454959386912301,,0.1513112800183877,0.9202974592025437,0.7564997218832465
68,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,,-0.19355323226226756,-0.23756168821507637,0.34376813561433556,,0.15987301702555162,0.04336074365075174,0.6547719188063519
69,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,0.425697988362841,-0.1848010898040686,0.3536267016142191,,0.7128267012341281,0.1686251594837506,0.6345491334800473,
70,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,0.5701756699373672,0.5884578951812187,,0.14343587484871861,0.8573043828086544,0.9418841444690379,,0.454439658040735
71,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,0.5027660146086563,0.19146367478978482,-0.21255371624664932,,0.7898947274799435,0.544889924077604,0.06836871561917879,
72,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,0.2423494227698355,,0.17850435047773022,0.12401694174749625,0.5294781356411227,,0.4594267823435583,0.4350207249395126
73,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,,0.35624951137173483,0.3855166175716296,0.4117030155909281,,0.7096757606595541,0.6664390494374577,0.7227067987829445
74,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,,-0.11690261599783094,0.4029495446267999,0.3686982715759208,,0.23652363328998824,0.683871976492628,0.6797020547679371
75,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,0.3114184118184583,0.1269043507203388,,0.16081241064705865,0.5985471246897454,0.48033060000815797,,0.471816193839075
76,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,0.27150220729466834,0.3890648154755479,0.343135184481907,,0.5586309201659554,0.7424910647633671,0.6240576163477352,
77,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,0.25577981030982705,,0.1362748646095663,-0.19719959137056403,0.5429085231811142,,0.4171972964753944,0.11380419182145235
78,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,0.15937103510363643,0.5262011231025019,,0.682353075505945,0.44649974797492353,0.8796273723903211,,0.9933568586979614
79,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,0.3387102026212789,0.6344503458858561,0.6523609375828652,,0.625838915492566,0.9878765951736753,0.9332833694486933,
80,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,-0.13089068880074006,,0.10649064578943224,0.4571023292596135,0.15623802407054704,,0.38741307765526034,0.76810611245163
81,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,,0.11971396639561949,0.2695390031194843,0.6195823611451488,,0.47314021568343867,0.5504614349853124,0.9305861443371651
82,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,-0.1380517156252944,,-0.23399179692690067,0.6128092901520781,0.14907699724599272,,0.046930634938927435,0.9238130733440945
83,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,0.42255008866383525,,-0.14254883306778054,0.1244096061176751,0.7096788015351223,,0.13837359879804756,0.4354133893096915
84,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,,0.5998000789397337,0.5314817609036937,0.25890915833801625,,0.9532263282275529,0.8124041927695218,0.5699129415300326
85,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,,-0.15385968585323334,0.47909310640648234,0.5739022160189784,,0.19956656343458584,0.7600155382723104,0.8849059992109948
86,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,0.19369418390148685,,0.14950618469801938,0.12808192501520826,0.48082289677277396,,0.43042861656384745,0.43908570820722465
87,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,-0.20286093371229907,,0.4889259647175887,0.6411728612650116,0.08426777915898803,,0.7698483965834169,0.952176644457028
88,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,0.3881372362214172,0.5370821809007722,0.5613820898545274,,0.6752659490927043,0.8905084301885914,0.8423045217203555,
89,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,0.29527213463915053,-0.259887420867506,,0.6489159514048444,0.5824008475104376,0.09353882842031319,,0.9599197345968608
90,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,,0.4336802553542139,0.4128065224282562,0.3558802464144634,,0.7871065046420331,0.6937289542940843,0.6668840296064797
91,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,0.21994612532398977,,-0.24558632513724166,-0.1366768165904056,0.5070748381952769,,0.03533610672858645,0.1743269666016108
92,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,-0.275182553051458,0.31170743517779725,,0.5874117320317565,0.011946159819829105,0.6651336844656164,,0.8984155152237728
93,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,0.3246521796576696,0.4063256779591476,,0.33746006400882256,0.6117808925289567,0.7597519272469668,,0.6484638472008389
94,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,0.6548653917707635,,0.11738327052741471,0.5129868783364191,0.9419941046420506,,0.3983057023932428,0.8239906615284355
95,4900,"""A man of a very ill-regulated mind,"" observes Sir Leicester with
severity. ""An extremely dangerous person in any community. A man of a
very low character of mind."" ""He is obstinate,"" says Mr. Tulkinghorn. ""It is natural to such a man to be so,"" says Sir Leicester, looking
most profoundly obstinate himself. ""I am not at all surprised to hear
it."" ""The only question is,"" pursues the lawyer, ""whether you will give up
anything."" ""No, sir,"" replies Sir Leicester. ""Nothing. I give up?"" ""I don't mean anything of importance. That, of course, I know you
would not abandon. I mean any minor point."" ""Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" returns Sir Leicester, ""there can be no minor
point between myself and Mr. Boythorn. If I go farther, and observe
that I cannot readily conceive how ANY right of mine can be a minor
point, I speak not so much in reference to myself as an individual as
in reference to the family position I have it in charge to maintain."" Mr. Tulkinghorn inclines his head again. ""I have now my
instructions,"" he says. ""Mr. Boythorn will give us a good deal of
trouble--""

""It is the character of such a mind, Mr. Tulkinghorn,"" Sir Leicester
interrupts him, ""TO give trouble. An exceedingly ill-conditioned,
levelling person. A person who, fifty years ago, would probably have
been tried at the Old Bailey for some demagogue proceeding, and
severely punished--if not,"" adds Sir Leicester after a moment's
pause, ""if not hanged, drawn, and quartered."" Sir Leicester appears to discharge his stately breast of a burden in
passing this capital sentence, as if it were the next satisfactory
thing to having the sentence executed. ""But night is coming on,"" says he, ""and my Lady will take cold. My
dear, let us go in."" As they turn towards the hall-door, Lady Dedlock addresses Mr.
Tulkinghorn for the first time. ""You sent me a message respecting the person whose writing I happened
to inquire about. It was like you to remember the circumstance; I had
quite forgotten it. Your message reminded me of it again. I can't
imagine what association I had with a hand like that, but I surely
had some."" ""You had some?"" Mr. Tulkinghorn repeats.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.7,74.42577777777778,480.0,49.31318681318681,0.2871287128712871,0.3534262492878192,0.2809224318658281,0.3110037831920164,8.994239473268302e-05,0.7467917034654672,-0.20940982230522837,,0.20141335646934877,-0.2372694164140705,0.07771889056605874,,0.4823357883351769,0.07373436677794587
96,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,0.21261720921050703,-0.3381808596303695,,0.4704359357681131,0.6680627537649625,0.18102020065327984,,0.8268000646762055
97,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,0.30431862032512547,0.1743541616239523,0.4624008162787612,,0.759764164879581,0.6935552219076015,0.8907725842731706,
98,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,0.44304152965692667,0.3123927784555926,0.37015689311573896,,0.8984870742113822,0.8315938387392419,0.7985286611101485,
99,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,-0.2584502157779754,-0.1803627274901322,0.4064847556366318,,0.19699532877648007,0.3388383327935171,0.8348565236310412,
100,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,0.37019507085655123,-0.3271444678935961,-0.31292440741712707,,0.8256406154110068,0.19205659239005324,0.11544736057728244,
101,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,-0.43364553499380337,-0.10033187210648697,,0.635181283715613,0.02180000956065209,0.41886918817716234,,0.9915454126237053
102,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,0.20410386014330917,-0.40889284479884097,,0.5618307242996881,0.6595494046977646,0.11030821548480835,,0.9181948532077804
103,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,0.340698051741236,-0.4580491714520912,0.4883355769597182,,0.7961435962956915,0.06115188883155814,0.9167073449541276,
104,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,,-0.4777723492973958,0.2174766922570373,-0.23153547983611078,,0.0414287109862535,0.6458484602514468,0.12482864907198155
105,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,0.4122272175217623,-0.2325333349463103,0.5019421877948509,,0.8676727620762177,0.28666772533733903,0.9303139557892603,
106,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,-0.3093076371627209,-0.40752196639580923,0.23280618205179365,,0.14613790739173455,0.11167909388784009,0.6611779500462032,
107,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,0.36975897363929033,-0.2985951367306243,-0.2649743608646755,,0.8252045181937457,0.220605923553025,0.163397407129734,
108,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,0.2879137764064801,,0.10823719341833116,0.3249816023065446,0.7433593209609355,,0.5366089614127407,0.6813457312146369
109,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,0.4942416113812862,,-0.22855403803719368,0.3669639945207865,0.9496871559357416,,0.19981772995721583,0.7233281234288789
110,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,0.2399456810884099,-0.25351323363714967,,0.5195257330836138,0.6953912256428654,0.26568782664649965,,0.8758898619917062
111,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,,-0.32788702393603075,0.181468509515255,0.462493552476484,,0.19131403634761857,0.6098402775096645,0.8188576813845763
112,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,,0.23546706270411605,0.2902169499112681,-0.1711800521777017,,0.7546681229877654,0.7185887179056776,0.1851840767303906
113,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,,0.4329454927180168,-0.3909430920169947,-0.10064248467444231,,0.9521465530016662,0.03742867597741484,0.25572164423365
114,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,-0.10490417122137125,0.4002072268561024,,0.19892806828897353,0.3505413733330842,0.9194082871397518,,0.5552921971970659
115,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,,0.10612775872793712,0.2018545797986917,-0.13388451685500716,,0.6253288190115864,0.6302263477931012,0.22247961205308517
116,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,-0.2818805478633518,-0.2887967835444164,0.21669063781125397,,0.17356499669110365,0.23040427673923292,0.6450624058056635,
117,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,0.4703536109306692,-0.3941740926438283,-0.25230082649730023,,0.9257991554851246,0.12502696763982102,0.17607094149710928,
118,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,,-0.4426178164881315,-0.17421600995667974,0.6185755555513934,,0.07658324379551784,0.2541557580377298,0.9749396844594858
119,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,-0.2455711711296989,-0.2687609442331318,0.4408270245000173,,0.20987437342475657,0.2504401160505175,0.8691987924944269,
120,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,0.11624499049272125,-0.2155076487223131,-0.17510236006748858,,0.5716905350471767,0.3036934115613362,0.25326940792692093,
121,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,-0.3823462606661281,-0.26734039680233024,-0.3939298458218747,,0.07309928388832737,0.2518606634813191,0.03444192217253483,
122,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,-0.13686330938804608,-0.16407799442772003,,0.37007985818088435,0.3185822351664094,0.3551230658559293,,0.7264439870889767
123,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,-0.44899826188075964,,-0.23865619521224052,-0.27027278110020525,0.00644728267369582,,0.189715572782169,0.08609134780788708
124,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,0.3590569981502504,,0.11864468482000456,-0.1567616651618989,0.8145025427047059,,0.5470164528144141,0.19960246374619342
125,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,0.1825316473353995,-0.2996933761215793,0.49289463623524465,,0.6379771918898549,0.21950768416207,0.9212664042296541,
126,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,0.4520385758101474,0.1283232802982363,0.4344187391217833,,0.9074841203646029,0.6475243405818856,0.8627905071161928,
127,3732,"And yet I stood
before that fellow face to face and didn't knock his brains out!"" ""Teeth, you mean?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Ha, ha, ha!"" laughed Mr. Lawrence Boythorn, really making the whole
house vibrate. ""What, you have not forgotten it yet! Ha, ha, ha! And
that was another most consummate vagabond! By my soul, the
countenance of that fellow when he was a boy was the blackest image
of perfidy, cowardice, and cruelty ever set up as a scarecrow in a
field of scoundrels. If I were to meet that most unparalleled despot
in the streets to-morrow, I would fell him like a rotten tree!"" ""I have no doubt of it,"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""Now, will you come
upstairs?"" ""By my soul, Jarndyce,"" returned his guest, who seemed to refer to
his watch, ""if you had been married, I would have turned back at the
garden-gate and gone away to the remotest summits of the Himalaya
Mountains sooner than I would have presented myself at this
unseasonable hour."" ""Not quite so far, I hope?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By my life and honour, yes!"" cried the visitor. ""I wouldn't be
guilty of the audacious insolence of keeping a lady of the house
waiting all this time for any earthly consideration. I would
infinitely rather destroy myself--infinitely rather!"" Talking thus, they went upstairs, and presently we heard him in his
bedroom thundering ""Ha, ha, ha!"" and again ""Ha, ha, ha!"" until the
flattest echo in the neighbourhood seemed to catch the contagion and
to laugh as enjoyingly as he did or as we did when we heard him
laugh. We all conceived a prepossession in his favour, for there was a
sterling quality in this laugh, and in his vigorous, healthy voice,
and in the roundness and fullness with which he uttered every word he
spoke, and in the very fury of his superlatives, which seemed to go
off like blank cannons and hurt nothing. But we were hardly prepared
to have it so confirmed by his appearance when Mr. Jarndyce presented
him. He was not only a very handsome old gentleman--upright and
stalwart as he had been described to us--with a massive grey head, a
fine composure of face when silent, a figure that might have become
corpulent but for his being so continually in earnest that he gave it
no rest, and a chin that might have subsided into a double chin but
for the vehement emphasis in which it was constantly required to
assist; but he was such a true gentleman in his manner, so
chivalrously polite, his face was lighted by a smile of so much
sweetness and tenderness, and it seemed so plain that he had nothing
to hide, but showed himself exactly as he was--incapable, as Richard
said, of anything on a limited scale, and firing away with those
blank great guns because he carried no small arms whatever--that
really I could not help looking at him with equal pleasure as he sat
at dinner, whether he smilingly conversed with Ada and me, or was led
by Mr. Jarndyce into some great volley of superlatives, or threw up
his head like a bloodhound and gave out that tremendous ""Ha, ha, ha!"" ""You have brought your bird with you, I suppose?"" said Mr. Jarndyce. ""By heaven, he is the most astonishing bird in Europe!"" replied the
other. ""He IS the most wonderful creature!",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.4,88.30115384615384,691.0,50.61728395061729,0.45544554455445546,0.5192010602836493,0.4283717679944095,0.3563641289080923,0.0001491600126305209,1.2384755848712152,,-0.2597244141276047,-0.2412542228166467,-0.18765514676346182,,0.2594766461560446,0.1871175451777628,0.1687089821446305
128,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' The tribunal was adjourned until tomorrow.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,65.11619047619048,1545.0,53.60029390154298,0.6336633663366336,0.2422007900451539,1.0,0.46012201531453895,0.0004200029025117819,3.487284099555325,0.25208995931103745,0.5667206441253243,-0.43565588319261556,,0.8857533256476711,0.8089214341704782,0.5643441168073844,
129,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' The tribunal was adjourned until tomorrow.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,65.11619047619048,1545.0,53.60029390154298,0.6336633663366336,0.2422007900451539,1.0,0.46012201531453895,0.0004200029025117819,3.487284099555325,,0.41747641092455634,-0.4273581073120283,0.3640293994718571,,0.6596772009697103,0.5726418926879717,0.824151414786396
130,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' The tribunal was adjourned until tomorrow.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,65.11619047619048,1545.0,53.60029390154298,0.6336633663366336,0.2422007900451539,1.0,0.46012201531453895,0.0004200029025117819,3.487284099555325,0.3644348914644749,-0.10034240299540242,-0.4242095082042565,,0.9980982578011084,0.14185838704975148,0.5757904917957435,
131,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' 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132,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' The tribunal was adjourned until tomorrow.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,65.11619047619048,1545.0,53.60029390154298,0.6336633663366336,0.2422007900451539,1.0,0.46012201531453895,0.0004200029025117819,3.487284099555325,-0.29778440818757945,,-0.14983477107945042,0.3609103666982194,0.3358789581490541,,0.8501652289205496,0.8210323820127583
133,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' 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134,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' 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135,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' The tribunal was adjourned until tomorrow.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,65.11619047619048,1545.0,53.60029390154298,0.6336633663366336,0.2422007900451539,1.0,0.46012201531453895,0.0004200029025117819,3.487284099555325,-0.5917503298607446,,-0.49862603621325297,-0.3986760624591139,0.041913036475888954,,0.501373963786747,0.061445952855425034
136,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' The tribunal was adjourned until tomorrow.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,65.11619047619048,1545.0,53.60029390154298,0.6336633663366336,0.2422007900451539,1.0,0.46012201531453895,0.0004200029025117819,3.487284099555325,,0.573937925392662,-0.1310490773259524,-0.21644013069518656,,0.8161387154378159,0.8689509226740476,0.2436818846193524
137,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' The tribunal was adjourned until tomorrow.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,65.11619047619048,1545.0,53.60029390154298,0.6336633663366336,0.2422007900451539,1.0,0.46012201531453895,0.0004200029025117819,3.487284099555325,,0.16553575757997768,-0.5333685475894937,-0.4313778695657606,,0.40773654762513156,0.4666314524105063,0.02874414574877837
138,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' 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139,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' The tribunal was adjourned until tomorrow.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,65.11619047619048,1545.0,53.60029390154298,0.6336633663366336,0.2422007900451539,1.0,0.46012201531453895,0.0004200029025117819,3.487284099555325,0.25270070639541226,0.5004647686566024,,0.3651703680425804,0.8863640727320459,0.7426655587017563,,0.8252923833571193
140,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' The tribunal was adjourned until tomorrow.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,65.11619047619048,1545.0,53.60029390154298,0.6336633663366336,0.2422007900451539,1.0,0.46012201531453895,0.0004200029025117819,3.487284099555325,,0.14177101263422798,-0.2813702154680242,-0.1688317953061394,,0.3839718026793819,0.7186297845319758,0.29129022000839955
141,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' 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142,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' 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143,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' 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144,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' The tribunal was adjourned until tomorrow.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,65.11619047619048,1545.0,53.60029390154298,0.6336633663366336,0.2422007900451539,1.0,0.46012201531453895,0.0004200029025117819,3.487284099555325,-0.4562377837827787,,-0.5443669595540822,-0.39004897738978184,0.17742558255385488,,0.4556330404459178,0.07007303792475711
145,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' 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146,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' 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147,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' 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148,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' The tribunal was adjourned until tomorrow.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,65.11619047619048,1545.0,53.60029390154298,0.6336633663366336,0.2422007900451539,1.0,0.46012201531453895,0.0004200029025117819,3.487284099555325,0.12138107923729585,0.36805987621660163,-0.5702496830880827,,0.7550444455739294,0.6102606662617556,0.42975031691191734,
149,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' 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150,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' 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151,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' The tribunal was adjourned until tomorrow.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,65.11619047619048,1545.0,53.60029390154298,0.6336633663366336,0.2422007900451539,1.0,0.46012201531453895,0.0004200029025117819,3.487284099555325,0.22822187752428297,0.3918669044432612,,0.38215895188189786,0.8618852438609166,0.6340676944884152,,0.8422809671964369
152,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' The tribunal was adjourned until tomorrow.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,65.11619047619048,1545.0,53.60029390154298,0.6336633663366336,0.2422007900451539,1.0,0.46012201531453895,0.0004200029025117819,3.487284099555325,-0.4364474418262472,,-0.4931094353522981,-0.19027325199355688,0.1972159245103864,,0.5068905646477019,0.26984876332098207
153,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' 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154,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' 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155,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' 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156,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' The tribunal was adjourned until tomorrow.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,65.11619047619048,1545.0,53.60029390154298,0.6336633663366336,0.2422007900451539,1.0,0.46012201531453895,0.0004200029025117819,3.487284099555325,,-0.21626885375904698,-0.10614615195439925,-0.43610494959528145,,0.025931936286106932,0.8938538480456008,0.02401706571925749
157,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' 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158,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' 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159,897,"Paul Britton, pictured arriving at the employment tribunal in Reading, Berkshire, claims he was called a 'paedo' and forced to get changed in a disabled toilet during a campaign of abuse . A gay swimming instructor was called a 'paedo' by his manager ordered to get changed in a disabled toilet away from others, a tribunal heard today. Paul Britton claims he was referred to as a 'f****t' and a 'gayboy' and was told he should not be teaching young children, during a campaign of abuse by leisure centre colleagues. Staff members also sent him lewd photographs on Snapchat - including one featuring a workmate in a mankini - in a bid to hound him out of his job, the hearing was told. The homosexual instructor, who is also a trainee lawyer, told a judge that managers at the leisure centre had tried to make his life unbearable because he had exposed their 'lies' at an employment tribunal where he represented a disabled colleague. He told the tribunal that he had worked at the centre for three years without incident prior to the tribunal, which resulted in his employers having to pay out a hefty settlement. Shortly after that, he claimed his line manager, Graham Ashby, started the tirade of homophobic abuse. The 31-year-old said the campaign of abuse began in June 2013, when Mr Ashby called him a 'greedy gay' after overhearing him tell a colleague he was going to order a Dominos pizza. 'I was deeply upset about this comment and completely offended,' he told the tribunal in Reading, Berkshire. A month later he said Mr Ashby ordered him not to use the male changing rooms as it was 'inappropriate' and told him to use the disabled toilet instead. 'When I asked him why, he explained that if I was to use the male communal changing area it would be like him using the female changing area. 'I did not want to give Graham Ashby a reason to discipline me or give me a hard time, especially in front of others. The tribunal heard Mr Ashby then approached the experienced swimming instructor and told him it was 'wrong' for him to teach children. 'When I asked him why, he asked me if I was a Tory. I responded, I told him that I was a Conservative to which he said 'gay and Tory can mean only one thing'. 'I asked him 'what does that mean then?' to which he laughed and said 'paedo' and walked away. 'I was deeply offended and so shocked that I had to go home, saying that I felt unwell.' Mr Britton, who lives in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal. The pair worked together High Wycombe Sports Centre, which is run by Parkwood Leisure, based in Bishops Stortford. 'When I returned to work relationships became strained for me. I had questioned and interrogated a number of senior managers at Parkwood whilst at the tribunal. 'I felt that my support of Mr Moore had been seen as negative by those that employed me. I felt ostracised by those that were involved in the Dale Moore case.' Among the torrent of abuse was a series of images sent to him on social networking app Snapchat showing colleagues in lewd and compromising positions, the tribunal heard. Mr Britton, dressed in a smart pinstripe suit and white shirt, told the hearing that the photos were sent by colleague Ben Mitchell which included an image of his flatmate and a fellow leisure centre employee, William Stroud, wearing a revealing mankini. Mr Britton told the tribunal that he had felt increasingly ostracised when he returned from work at High Wycombe Sports Centre (pictured) after successfully representing disabled colleague Dale Moore at an employment tribunal . Another photo featured an image of Mr Mitchell containing the words 'waistcoat...no shirt...gay cowboy' and a different picture of him headbutting a melon. 'I took this as a direct threat to my personal safety and I was fearful,' said Mr Britton. He told the judge he had found the images degrading and disgusting and thought they were homophobic. However, when he complained to Mr Ashby, the manager told him to 'lighten up' and that it was just 'banter.' He told the hearing that Mr Ashby had also made jibes about his hair loss including saying 'here comes the bald queer' which he described as 'very hurtful.' 'I believe that Graham Ashby's comments were made because he does not like homosexuals and that he would do anything to be nasty and create difficulties for me at work because of my assistance to Dale Moore in 2012. 'I had started to question my sexuality which I had never done before. I no longer wanted to get out of bed in the mornings. I had stopped going to the gym to train and to the pool to swim leisurely. I did not want to leave the house. I was frightened to go to the sport centre.' He also claimed that, in another incident, Duty Manager Joel Hoyte told him to take off his wetsuit by the poolside in front of a young boy, even though he said he had nothing on underneath. 'Mr Hoyte's behaviour towards me was aggressive,' he added.' I thought he was going to physically attack me in the pool. He was so angry and hostile towards me. The public and staff that were present were completely silent.' Mr Britton told the hearing that he had now given up hope of resuming his teaching career. 'I'm effectively prohibited from using pools near to me because of the events and the individuals,' he said. Defending the centre, Jeff Middleton said his claims of homophobia were not true and added: 'You left because you didn't want the practice on one to ones to change and you didn't like being told not to wear your wetsuit in the pool.' Colleagues of Mr Britton agreed he had been 'singled out' for abusive treatment because he was gay. Former centre manager Michael Walker told the tribunal that the 31-year-old had been overlooked for a promotion because of his sexuality. He said superior Mr Ashby, told him in a meeting that he did not think a 'gay' should run the swimming school because 'we might lose customers.' Mr Walker added that staff had been told to 'keep the heat off' Mr Ashby and said: 'In essence he was untouchable and was allowed to operate outside of the normal rules . 'Almost every month Graham Ashby would ask me to check Paul Britton's timesheets. He never told me why, not did he ever ask me to do this for any of the other swimming instructors.' Leisure assistant Mark Gee spoke of the bullying culture at the centre and said the environment was 'the worst I have worked in.' 'Joel Hoyte likes to throw his weight around...he is power hungry. He said to me once in staff training that he likes the fear he induces,' he said. He added that Nicola Allen, who was chairing a grievance hearing into the dispute, told him that homophobic remarks such as 'alright gayboy' were 'banter' and 'part of the environment of working in leisure.' Swimming instructor Alex Jones recalled an incident when Mr Ashby made apparently derogatory remarks about Mr Britton's partner. He said he was in the swim office with Mr Britton and his partner Daniel Beech when Mr Ashby walked in and said 'Paul and I are going to run away together.' When Mr Britton explained that Mr Beech was his boyfriend, Mr Ashby said 'each to their own' before waving his hands in the air and walking off. 'I did not know if Graham Ashby's comments were made because Paul Britton and Daniel Beech are homosexual and that he disapproved of their relationship, or if it was because Daniel Beech is half Chinese. 'I do believe either of the reasons for his comment would have made it inappropriate to say and clearly, in my opinion, discriminatory in nature.' The tribunal was adjourned until tomorrow.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,65.11619047619048,1545.0,53.60029390154298,0.6336633663366336,0.2422007900451539,1.0,0.46012201531453895,0.0004200029025117819,3.487284099555325,0.35447627773590634,0.5278134508032826,,-0.10296847787729996,0.9881396440725398,0.7700142408484365,,0.357153537437239
160,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,-0.14854669480283955,0.2624105676007533,-0.3236795242925646,,0.49501766163280403,0.7322921667351234,0.4247481486634102,
161,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,-0.6247383609043645,,-0.4903578610642737,-0.6224953328541337,0.01882599553127906,,0.2580698118917011,0.2937605949195905
162,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. 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163,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,,0.1239042530115565,-0.5534366467772667,-0.3087441628710096,,0.5937858521459267,0.19499102617870812,0.6075117649027146
164,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,0.18117112867322888,,-0.24720034736438434,-0.39301685048859153,0.8247354851088724,,0.5012273255915904,0.5232390772851327
165,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,-0.5947586420313277,-0.23961656005308546,,-0.12170610347291577,0.048805714404315914,0.2302650390812847,,0.7945498243008084
166,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,-0.535500239455035,-0.3484612712534885,0.16858116912260274,,0.10806411698060858,0.12142032788088164,0.9170088420785776,
167,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,0.16909887495228432,,-0.6989881800043436,-0.4731395381275295,0.8126632313879278,,0.04943949295163119,0.4431163896461947
168,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,-0.5288480604269296,,-0.3512203183406395,-0.13416286155581703,0.11471629600871402,,0.3972073546153353,0.7820930662179072
169,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,,0.259030943608587,-0.2097979578658699,-0.5493519378008993,,0.7289125427429572,0.5386297150901049,0.3669039899728249
170,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,-0.12322415737655212,,-0.6083026042613947,-0.2791700286641859,0.5203401990590915,,0.14012506869458008,0.6370858991095383
171,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,-0.5528117027525101,0.5276457757371141,-0.5621222519657081,,0.09075265368313346,0.9975273748714844,0.1863054209902667,
172,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,-0.3144646993055721,-0.3687724612098365,,-0.3263606306243,0.3290996571300715,0.10110913792453369,,0.5898952971494242
173,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,0.20184169459565732,0.4037309300710251,-0.3372059117440649,,0.8454060510313008,0.8736125292053953,0.4112217612119099,
174,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,-0.10528664964480772,0.30952202286493646,-0.3297762193458692,,0.5382777067908359,0.7794036219993066,0.4186514536101056,
175,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,0.20085637442520204,-0.15157425868875168,0.10575143807343562,,0.8444207308608456,0.3183073404456185,0.8541791110294104,
176,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,-0.5108435369390145,-0.45013427335470246,-0.4273644324044108,,0.13272081949662906,0.0197473257796677,0.321063240551564,
177,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,0.2282919253271472,-0.3678930550221732,0.10141294684394792,,0.8718562817627908,0.10198854411219699,0.8498406197999226,
178,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,-0.5230143668349765,0.41139385630900516,,-0.2638967013710574,0.1205499896006671,0.8812754554433753,,0.6523592264026667
179,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,0.18425138902434685,0.5256506149127287,-0.2449370475606888,,0.8278157454599904,0.9955322140470988,0.503490625395286,
180,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,0.22646031082520096,0.22170702287493488,-0.2631896029267024,,0.8700246672608445,0.691588622009305,0.4852380700292724,
181,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,0.16150305923066582,-0.40454777844629314,,-0.5045059235377092,0.8050674156663093,0.06533382068807703,,0.41175000423601504
182,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,-0.5413446342036512,-0.11598837265243511,,-0.2892242834410202,0.10221972223199238,0.35389322648193505,,0.627031644332704
183,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,0.27860005192064147,,-0.6042726284464038,-0.6242373177353608,0.922164408356285,,0.14415504450957095,0.2920186100383634
184,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,,0.46952182054812264,-0.3537733039930694,-0.4006173298517404,,0.9394034196824927,0.3946543689629054,0.5156385979219837
185,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,-0.3889547233270629,,-0.21530882275197138,-0.5270490536995789,0.2546096331085807,,0.5331188502040034,0.38920687407414534
186,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,,0.4430784593165118,-0.6897530449261279,-0.5063640563640169,,0.9129600584508819,0.05867462802984691,0.4098918714097073
187,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,-0.2000790114625483,,-0.6307811249883586,-0.210834201345664,0.4434853449730953,,0.1176465479676162,0.7054217264280602
188,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,0.27195915448316227,0.3890035375041815,,-0.36813281736497705,0.9155235109188058,0.8588851366385517,,0.5481231104087472
189,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,0.20624214035662997,,-0.1992515129135527,-0.10669868116650127,0.8498064967922736,,0.5491761600424221,0.809557246607223
190,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,,-0.15796180210150568,-0.3392096755436777,-0.6171907077879689,,0.3119197970328645,0.4092179974122971,0.2990652199857553
191,319,"Prehistoric hunters may have tipped their stone arrows and spears with poisons to help them bring down prey, scientists believe. Researchers have developed a new technique that allows them to test ancient weapons for residues left by toxic plant material added to them. Preliminary tests have suggested that a set of 4,000-year-old stone-tipped arrows from Egypt were coated with poisonous compounds including the plant Acokanthera. Dr Valentina Borgia, a specialist in paleolithic hunting weapons at the McDonald Institute for Archaeological Research at the University of Cambridge, believes hunters may have been using toxic chemicals on their weapons up to 30,000 years ago. The image above shows arrows from China that were used in a crossbow that were dipped in poison . She said that Paleolithic hunters may have used poisonous pastes made from plants to help make their weapons kill prey more swiftly. Early humans may have evolved to throw spears allowing them to hunt around two million years ago, a new study has suggested. Scientists have found that the skeletons of early species of human changed to give them the ability to throw much like modern humans. A study of fossils of Homo erectus, an extinct human ancestor, shows that their shoulders and collar bone would have allowed them to hurl sticks accurately and powerfully. This would have enabled Homo erectus to become a proficient hunter, able to throw weapons like spears and rocks at potential prey. She said: 'It made good sense for people to use poisons. 'On their own, Palaeolithic weapons with stone arrowheads may not have been deadly enough to immobilise or kill a large animal such as a red deer. 'Poisonous plants were plentiful and the prehistoric population knew the environment where they lived, they knew the edible plants and their potential as medicines and poisons. 'To fabricate a poison is easy and economic, and the risk is minimal. In addition, the making of poisons is often part of the tradition and the rituality of hunting.' Dr Borgia has been working with forensic scientist Michell Cralin from Northumbria University and Dr Huw Barton, from the University of Leicester, to test for the presence of poisonous plants on prehistoric weapons. Using a technique called liquid chromatography mass spectrometry, which is used to detect traces of drugs by modern forensic scientists, they are examining residues left on the tips of ancient weapons. They are also looking for the presence of starch grains that may have been left on the weapons from toxic plant material. This wooden spatula from Malaysia wrapped in a palm leaf was used to apply poison to darts used for hunting . Dr Borgia has conducted tests on 4,000 year old arrow heads found in Egypt (left) that are thought to have been tipped with a poisonous black residue. The image on the right shows a pot of curare, a plant-based poison which is still used by some indigenous hunter-gatherers in South America to coat darts and arrows . They can then compare the results from these tests against a database of known poisonous plants. Dr Borgia has already collected samples from a number objects known to have contained poison and ancient weapons to test the technique. These include a 1926 Chinese pot containing Aconite poison inside, Malaysian darts tipped with the poison Upas, Chinese crossbow arrows and a number of African arrows. Many hunter gatherer societies are known to use poisons when they are hunting. The Yanomami people in the Amazon rainforest use curare - a mix of bark scrapings from Strychnos vines - to tip their darts and arrows when hunting. The use of curare was once common among indigenous populations in South America. The researchers have used starch grains like the ones shown on the left from the plant Aconitum napellus  to help identify poisonous materials. Aconitum was found inside this pot on the right thought to date from 1926 . In Africa hunters use another species of Strychnos to produce the poison strychnine, while other plants like Acokanthera, and Strophantus are also used. Hunters in Northern Asia are also known to have used monkshood to kill large animals such as bears and Siberian ibex. The seeds from yew trees are also thought to have been used to poison arrows. Dr Borgia has also collected black residue from six arrows that date from pre-dynasty Egypt. These 4,000-year-old arrows were first studied by scientists 40 years ago when small portons of the residue from the stone tips were injected into a cat. Opium, magic mushrooms and other psychoactive drugs have been used by humans for thousands of years. An anthropologist has discovered that humans have been cultivating and using mood-altering substances since the Stone Age. Professor Elisa Guerra-Doce has compiled evidence from around the world that Neolithic people were taking drugs derived from cacti in 8,600BC and that they were cultivating opium poppies by around 6000BC. Researchers have also found reddish stains on 13,000 year old human teeth found in a burial pit in Duyong Cave on Palawan Island in the southern Philippines, which are thought to be caused by chewing the leaves of the betel plant. It is still chewed through out much of Asia as a mild stimulant. Charred cannabis seeds have also been found in bowls that date from the Bronze age Pit-Grave culture that appeared in Romania around 2000BC. This bone harpoon in a museum in Cambridge carries a warning label that reads 'Care, Has been poisoned' The animal did not die but became ill, suggesting the presence of a poison. Dr Borgia said: 'Nowadays we have the right instruments to get more information without cruelty to animals. 'Initial tests strongly suggest the presence of Acokanthera, a poisonous plant on our database, but we can’t be completely certain as there are a number of components in the compound. 'We know that the Babylonians, Greeks and Romans used plant-based poisons both for hunting animals and in war. 'In fact, the word ‘toxic’ come from toxon, the Greek for bow. Taxus is a genus of the yew tree with a springy timber traditionally used to make bows. 'It also produces seeds used to poison arrows. In Britain, yews grown for their timber were planted in churchyards so that animals wouldn’t be poisoned by eating their berries. “Few hunter-gatherer societies remain today but all the groups that have survived employ poisons.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.3,84.17310769230768,1149.0,66.71401515151516,0.6435643564356436,0.46988159913437016,0.7484276729559748,0.9162559277737242,0.00021292198580620138,1.76789124814889,,0.39389669392292936,0.23413161982953817,-0.4571649617022048,,0.8637782930572995,0.9825592927855129,0.45909096607151945
192,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,-0.2368108241135843,0.1394870564143459,0.6347909238161792,,0.07011986895572261,0.19203237961417685,0.720045990203321,
193,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,0.14909116018060659,,0.2909824568154084,-0.27035524375597847,0.4560218532499135,,0.3762375232025503,0.391228620246096
194,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,0.5807144244650425,0.45538082263725743,,-0.3698473230146052,0.8876451175343494,0.5079261458370884,,0.29173654098746926
195,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,0.483874009739108,0.49997025092762337,,-0.20346958150960676,0.7908047028084149,0.5525155741274543,,0.4581142824924677
196,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,,0.5824574017801557,0.3555626250801637,0.3341634681551153,,0.6350027249799867,0.44081769146730554,0.9957473321571897
197,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,-0.2329303427181359,0.5682087176440951,0.5042210401252939,,0.07400035035117103,0.620754040843926,0.5894761065124358,
198,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,,0.39523269362944036,0.577905111834225,-0.47555079870539047,,0.4477780168292713,0.6631601782213669,0.186033065296684
199,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,-0.12610413563838527,,0.41413814771791346,-0.4357738876717282,0.18082655743092166,,0.4993932141050553,0.22580997633034627
200,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,0.13152982735055127,0.2667070979239393,0.5629072371990925,,0.43846052041985817,0.3192524211237703,0.6481623035862344,
201,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,0.5590030536588952,0.685283816988413,0.38449857776319185,,0.8659337467282022,0.737829140188244,0.4697536441503337,
202,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,-0.26845684473967857,0.27739902356297147,0.6595267536114705,,0.03847384832962836,0.32994434676280243,0.7447818199986124,
203,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,0.11049851979479638,,0.45915706444280247,-0.13922413749180063,0.4174292128641033,,0.5444121308299443,0.5223597265102738
204,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,-0.1837950852429829,,0.4268633361896733,-0.553033209768251,0.12313560782632402,,0.5121184025768152,0.10855065423382348
205,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,,0.14478305864765728,0.6446412599065076,0.33566866102911147,,0.19732838184748824,0.7298963262936494,0.9972525250311859
206,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,0.4534147462558962,0.5622683326443938,,0.2916776181850726,0.7603454393252032,0.6148136558442248,,0.953261482187147
207,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,0.31684047981738717,0.539433067958533,,0.31856011677833224,0.6237711728866941,0.5919783911583639,,0.9801439807804067
208,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,,0.281810504189218,0.6799285099312494,-0.15908823900721702,,0.33435582738904895,0.7651835763183913,0.5024956249948574
209,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,0.6375832880122609,0.5056630154886111,0.2843433771086323,,0.9445139810815679,0.5582083386884421,0.36959844349577414,
210,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,,0.5740089049359292,0.29078953080420095,-0.1977989310947208,,0.6265542281357601,0.3760445971913428,0.4637849329073537
211,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,0.1695693017918143,0.5894616427810643,0.3800368562607702,,0.4764999948611212,0.6420069659808952,0.4652919226479121,
212,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,-0.17408867588407784,0.13666280057177937,0.3995817676085951,,0.1328420171852291,0.18920812377161034,0.48483683399573696,
213,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,,0.6646289560230262,0.6235930433056333,-0.29991458655298164,,0.7171742792228571,0.7088481096927751,0.36166927744909283
214,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,,0.10011191690239787,0.4683876737640362,-0.1684413221045784,,0.15265724010222884,0.5536427401511781,0.49314254189749607
215,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,,0.3381687837605757,0.37322988128836454,-0.3296155151383301,,0.39071410696040665,0.4584849476755064,0.3319683488637444
216,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,0.47746328891653256,0.18121326098397045,0.2185835323546781,,0.7843939819858394,0.2337585841838014,0.30383859874181995,
217,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,0.1030457750277047,0.41515505126895,0.16672524840293124,,0.4099764680970116,0.467700374468781,0.2519803147900731,
218,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,0.13095853197747093,,0.505372785758946,-0.631114823522619,0.43788922504677785,,0.5906278521460878,0.030469040479455423
219,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,0.3890441588300244,,0.2289499188320315,-0.6280126052471671,0.6959748518993314,,0.3142049852191734,0.03357125875490741
220,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,,0.1591565381451619,0.16988670980400225,-0.4581748788461828,,0.21170186134499286,0.2551417761911441,0.20340898515589168
221,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,,0.4179822046128524,0.5070351313018079,-0.18736711130592665,,0.47052752781268337,0.5922901976889497,0.4742167526961478
222,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,-0.1882424232376935,,0.6272615498757487,-0.2149020119507835,0.11868826983161343,,0.7125166162628905,0.44668185205129096
223,6497,"so this happened 2 days ago. a little backstory about that day. i was running on all of 3 hours of sleep and had been outside in the freezing cold and rain for 6 and a half hours with no rain gear. so as were finishing up for the day one of our machines break and a 200 pound gear comes off of the machine. ok no big deal, we were instructed to put it in a closet and the mechanics would fix it in the morning. so as me and my coworker are putting this gear in the closet, it tips over and crushes my finger in between this solid steel gear and a metal door frame. i yelled and my coworker was able to pull it off my finger. i immediately noticed a 2 inch long gash in my finger deep enough to see the bone, so i took my shirt off and used it to put pressure on the wound. my coworker then rushed me to the doctor where i got 5 stitches in my finger. will upload pictures of the finger if requested.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,49.242000000000004,200.0,59.392265193370164,0.3069306930693069,0.05254532319983097,0.08525506638714186,0.6615838640020745,3.399119126458449e-05,0.28222886106984507,0.5890195732488442,0.3229279067919246,,-0.24265313115838583,0.8959502663181511,0.3754732299917556,,0.41893073284368865
224,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,0.28540687746493515,-0.41805077677984276,0.3504224854294061,,0.39431776855404405,0.5551393102208022,0.5530779711037597,
225,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,0.2829023554571187,,0.6408281444941473,-0.11042764442050457,0.3918132465462276,,0.8434836301685009,0.28783527483623955
226,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,,-0.5828817012568704,0.4740900559595803,-0.1397831579236743,,0.3903083857437746,0.6767455416339339,0.2584797613330698
227,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,,-0.504589118761628,0.27428636969946374,0.28440443771288365,,0.468600968239017,0.47694185537381734,0.6826673569696278
228,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,0.579243406250151,,0.2943260950208229,0.5982473476191025,0.6881542973392599,,0.4969815806951765,0.9965102668758465
229,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,-0.102521198711816,-0.1629608266892525,0.10213913381020684,,0.006389692377292908,0.8102292603113925,0.30479461948456044,
230,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,0.46735436564898347,-0.4948916287011447,,-0.3879371368719505,0.5762652567380924,0.4782984582995003,,0.010325782384793591
231,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,0.22912351586740404,-0.35986432225027837,,0.290039076997918,0.33803440695651293,0.6133257647503667,,0.6883019962546622
232,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,0.10577006826369317,-0.6301246417109725,-0.11335061527628187,,0.21468095935280207,0.34306544528967253,0.08930487039807172,
233,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,,-0.24872278027385725,0.6336263462875681,0.4700351049706527,,0.7244673067267877,0.8362818319619216,0.8682980242273968
234,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,0.21097627835846078,-0.4353096686616205,,-0.1866854659229915,0.3198871694475697,0.5378804183390244,,0.2115774533337526
235,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,,-0.6591345851658864,0.15064590384768428,0.5500396097889496,,0.3140555018347586,0.3533013895220379,0.9483025290456937
236,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,,-0.43276808441327663,-0.19241979447770025,-0.2003431216100675,,0.5404220025873684,0.010235691196653351,0.1979197976466766
237,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,0.6185840080485561,-0.6012229430447987,0.2890343303299525,,0.727494899137665,0.3719671439558463,0.4916898160043061,
238,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,,-0.6873873359642697,0.5732476628984359,0.46162009473293875,,0.2858027510363753,0.7759031485727894,0.8598830139896829
239,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,,-0.529981558665329,0.5856338385199427,0.23613558682747132,,0.443208528335316,0.7882893241942963,0.6343985060842154
240,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,0.3187049375774322,-0.3248020241774602,,-0.2838942171761424,0.4276158286665411,0.6483880628231848,,0.11436870208060174
241,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,0.5430797286878333,-0.5535030347703082,0.41753890109997044,,0.6519906197769422,0.41968705223033687,0.620194386774324,
242,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,0.6115896573876691,-0.12855081640201382,0.6181861176633308,,0.720500548476778,0.8446392705986312,0.8208416033376844,
243,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,0.209316994518159,-0.415339063827559,,-0.3776154049661987,0.3182278856072679,0.557851023173086,,0.0206475142905454
244,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,0.4279938053149951,-0.3877303575008284,,-0.23678945096573764,0.536904696404104,0.5854597294998166,,0.16147346829100648
245,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,0.24825140240959215,-0.6318756146042279,,0.4239860763100164,0.35716229349870104,0.3413144723964171,,0.8222489955667605
246,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,,-0.1583417272212947,0.36616836942895203,0.1626916339038348,,0.8148483597793503,0.5688238551033056,0.5609545531605789
247,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,,-0.34647123139128666,0.3165457218533658,0.16298955002771592,,0.6267188556093584,0.5192012075277195,0.56125246928446
248,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,,-0.10958109143252193,0.5569986397420639,0.4071435529407985,,0.8636089955681231,0.7596541254164175,0.8054064721975427
249,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,0.5054883856377697,-0.6003550885998917,,0.3543181328338664,0.6143992767268786,0.3728349984007533,,0.7525810520906104
250,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,0.5348549769186082,,0.6494451676136316,-0.3253504077010021,0.6437658680077171,,0.8521006532879851,0.07291251155574202
251,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,0.2651770576923658,-0.2965661123207773,,-0.3539302085029486,0.3740879487814747,0.6766239746798677,,0.04433271075379552
252,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,0.2927278127088635,-0.24041705508689254,,0.3241154182696073,0.4016387037979724,0.7327730319137524,,0.7223783375263515
253,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,0.44402548989634066,-0.6866689107846518,0.6919475590317666,,0.5529363809854496,0.28652117621599327,0.8946030447061202,
254,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,0.6803947362909093,,0.6741134882696885,-0.30646003972567576,0.7893056273800182,,0.8767689739440421,0.09180287953106836
255,3757,"[Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS.] ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders!--
What art thou, fellow? THYREUS. One that but performs
The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest
To have command obey'd. ENOBARBUS. [Aside.] You will be whipp'd. ANTONY. Approach there.--Ah, you kite!--Now, gods and devils! Authority melts from me: of late, when I cried 'Ho!' Like boys unto a muss, kings would start forth
And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am
Antony yet. [Enter Attendants.] Take hence this Jack and whip him. ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's whelp
Than with an old one dying. ANTONY. Moon and stars! Whip him.--Were't twenty of the greatest tributaries
That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find them
So saucy with the hand of she here,--what's her name
Since she was Cleopatra?--Whip him, fellows,
Till like a boy you see him cringe his face,
And whine aloud for mercy: take him hence. THYMUS. Mark Antony,--

ANTONY. Tug him away: being whipp'd,
Bring him again.--This Jack of Caesar's shall
Bear us an errand to him.--

[Exeunt Attendants with THYREUS.] You were half blasted ere I knew you.--Ha! Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome,
Forborne the getting of a lawful race,
And by a gem of women, to be abus'd
By one that looks on feeders? CLEOPATRA. Good my lord,--

ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever:--
But when we in our viciousness grow hard,--
O misery on't!--the wise gods seal our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments: make us
Adore our errors; laugh at's while we strut
To our confusion. CLEOPATRA.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,3.9,126.30010217113666,368.0,51.821862348178136,0.10891089108910891,0.973190087000645,0.2026554856743536,0.3982629192567441,0.00012162001945816829,1.0098110215611713,0.38970419732583234,,-0.1668377087029589,0.2957603727931051,0.49861508841494123,,0.03581777697139471,0.6940232920498492
256,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,,0.19845133959856082,-0.4027708882353608,-0.18200280242252354,,0.6701576146300368,0.08989158555918847,0.2655891771461622
257,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,0.12298436557709308,,0.20953385812331982,0.270374373027751,0.825954662606796,,0.702196331917869,0.7179663525964368
258,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,0.17249783208888264,,0.25717397627146477,0.5217006660682467,0.8754681291185855,,0.749836450066014,0.9692926456369324
259,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,,0.12019010634271965,0.2119114817989941,0.3441543386418008,,0.5918963813741956,0.7045739555935433,0.7917463182104865
260,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,-0.2119980283331016,-0.4583656242396047,-0.3368436756447686,,0.4909722686966013,0.0133406507918713,0.15581879814978067,
261,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,-0.4826893355578711,,-0.19496630160119033,0.16991548295766878,0.22028096147183185,,0.2976961721933589,0.6175074625263546
262,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,-0.6458232610350296,-0.3267258261917083,,0.4645184631888454,0.0571470359946733,0.14498044883976768,,0.9121104427575311
263,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,-0.18011736210521234,-0.10399059712288605,0.24794656052162978,,0.5228529349244906,0.36771567790858994,0.7406090343161791,
264,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,-0.24684696459236355,-0.42436461754064253,,0.3675440560882489,0.4561233324373394,0.047341657490833466,,0.8151360356569346
265,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,0.2923126059303845,-0.46284343295602826,0.291476288853992,,0.9952829029600874,0.008862842075447741,0.7841387626485412,
266,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,-0.354047523024584,-0.3696501353743793,,-0.1640902331797775,0.34892277400511895,0.1020561396570967,,0.28350174638890824
267,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,-0.45863558353674505,0.3129974236262902,,0.22362409321604348,0.24433471349295788,0.7847036986577662,,0.6712160727847292
268,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,0.24814373732788592,-0.1918227676867924,,0.27713067091003385,0.9511140343575888,0.2798835073446836,,0.7247226504787196
269,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,-0.5415392880647432,,-0.3129805217346414,-0.39226912539388475,0.16143100896495977,,0.17968195205990783,0.055322854174800984
270,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,0.1595410762541754,-0.2680738406941471,-0.11424047112013275,,0.8625113732838783,0.20363243433732892,0.3784220026744165,
271,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,,-0.20725747318644333,0.30312690846881873,-0.11766953119439288,,0.26444880184503267,0.7957893822633679,0.32992244837429285
272,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,-0.5439769671717546,0.13883379079415276,,0.10483934832971004,0.15899332985794834,0.6105400658256288,,0.5524313278983958
273,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,-0.4470981095807013,,-0.4439194964179733,0.3076219517159079,0.25587218744900164,,0.04874297737657596,0.7552139312845936
274,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,-0.5543418924555584,-0.21647021556568413,-0.1602512233448965,,0.1486284045741445,0.25523605946579186,0.33241125044965275,
275,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,-0.5066579166441294,-0.3986592329957398,-0.2377107906021304,,0.19631238038557353,0.0730470420357362,0.25495168319241884,
276,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,,0.18737420334854538,-0.4439409273149546,-0.4228472744538329,,0.6590804783800214,0.048721546479594646,0.024744705114852827
277,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,-0.13059074090717748,-0.18238859915864036,-0.3923621944074506,,0.5723795561225254,0.28931767587283563,0.10030027938709862,
278,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,,-0.25127702131879504,0.10295442630177704,-0.35023573418734794,,0.22042925371268096,0.5956169000963263,0.0973562453813378
279,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,,-0.21884412795686475,0.20891227382842392,0.3991239262745325,,0.25286214707461124,0.7015747476229732,0.8467159058432183
280,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,-0.21249963603074856,-0.23510822495545947,,-0.18565521258192735,0.49047066099895437,0.23659805007601653,,0.2619367669867584
281,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,-0.5687925612322906,-0.3267687943514599,,-0.13980591836272976,0.13417773579741232,0.1449374806800161,,0.307786061205956
282,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,,0.20353329742197296,0.17906032232668884,-0.3936904823511452,,0.675239572453449,0.6717227961212381,0.05390149721754056
283,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,,-0.32984503245232444,0.28579483504518577,0.3705448109338475,,0.14186124257915156,0.7784573088397351,0.8181367905025332
284,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,-0.13020383668959645,0.19147584221184016,,-0.15929158567814922,0.5727664603401065,0.6631821172433161,,0.2883003938905365
285,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,,-0.161745238293445,0.3981214421357011,-0.20055015928899347,,0.309961036738031,0.8907839159302504,0.24704182027969226
286,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,-0.46604405155522605,-0.2589081205573496,,0.19833199188266398,0.23692624547447688,0.21279815447412642,,0.6459239714513497
287,4678,"Charley directed the operations and
went to and fro between the loft-room and the house with such little
stimulants and comforts as we thought it safe to give him. My
guardian himself saw him before he was left for the night and
reported to me when he returned to the growlery to write a letter on
the boy's behalf, which a messenger was charged to deliver at
day-light in the morning, that he seemed easier and inclined to
sleep. They had fastened his door on the outside, he said, in case of
his being delirious, but had so arranged that he could not make any
noise without being heard. Ada being in our room with a cold, Mr. Skimpole was left alone all
this time and entertained himself by playing snatches of pathetic
airs and sometimes singing to them (as we heard at a distance) with
great expression and feeling. When we rejoined him in the
drawing-room he said he would give us a little ballad which had come
into his head ""apropos of our young friend,"" and he sang one about a
peasant boy,

   ""Thrown on the wide world, doomed to wander and roam,
    Bereft of his parents, bereft of a home."" quite exquisitely. It was a song that always made him cry, he told
us. He was extremely gay all the rest of the evening, for he absolutely
chirped--those were his delighted words--when he thought by what a
happy talent for business he was surrounded. He gave us, in his glass
of negus, ""Better health to our young friend!"" and supposed and gaily
pursued the case of his being reserved like Whittington to become
Lord Mayor of London. In that event, no doubt, he would establish the
Jarndyce Institution and the Summerson Almshouses, and a little
annual Corporation Pilgrimage to St. Albans. He had no doubt, he
said, that our young friend was an excellent boy in his way, but his
way was not the Harold Skimpole way; what Harold Skimpole was, Harold
Skimpole had found himself, to his considerable surprise, when he
first made his own acquaintance; he had accepted himself with all his
failings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the
bargain; and he hoped we would do the same. Charley's last report was that the boy was quiet. I could see, from
my window, the lantern they had left him burning quietly; and I went
to bed very happy to think that he was sheltered. There was more movement and more talking than usual a little before
daybreak, and it awoke me. As I was dressing, I looked out of my
window and asked one of our men who had been among the active
sympathizers last night whether there was anything wrong about the
house. The lantern was still burning in the loft-window. ""It's the boy, miss,"" said he. ""Is he worse?"" I inquired. ""Gone, miss. ""Dead!"" ""Dead, miss? No. Gone clean off."" At what time of the night he had gone, or how, or why, it seemed
hopeless ever to divine. The door remaining as it had been left, and
the lantern standing in the window, it could only be supposed that he
had got out by a trap in the floor which communicated with an empty
cart-house below. But he had shut it down again, if that were so; and
it looked as if it had not been raised. Nothing of any kind was
missing. On this fact being clearly ascertained, we all yielded to
the painful belief that delirium had come upon him in the night and
that, allured by some imaginary object or pursued by some imaginary
horror, he had strayed away in that worse than helpless state; all of
us, that is to say, but Mr. Skimpole, who repeatedly suggested, in
his usual easy light style, that it had occurred to our young friend
that he was not a safe inmate, having a bad kind of fever upon him,
and that he had with great natural politeness taken himself off.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,9.9,84.32583333333334,783.0,53.240058910162006,0.7029702970297029,0.471706275031476,0.49266247379454925,0.44759197956868574,0.00016462998543482094,1.3669227690653183,-0.13648781001045973,0.2583480591595521,,0.4611392168292541,0.5664824870192432,0.7300543341910282,,0.9087311963979399
288,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. Both sides are desperate for the three points for reasons concerning either end of the table. Follow all the action from Turf Moor with myself, Luke Augustus, kick-off is at 5.30pm.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.6,122.24933829611248,1874.0,62.54635352286774,0.3762376237623762,0.9247939489455947,1.0,0.7712923611213524,0.0006086993903465922,5.054031038047754,0.47662561011230486,-0.6886327579753873,-0.2584492278688067,,0.8528632338746811,0.2361611909702075,0.7415507721311934,
289,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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290,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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291,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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292,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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293,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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294,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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295,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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296,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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297,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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298,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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299,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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300,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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301,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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302,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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303,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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304,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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305,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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306,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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307,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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308,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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309,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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310,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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311,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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312,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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313,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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314,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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315,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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316,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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317,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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318,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. Both sides are desperate for the three points for reasons concerning either end of the table. Follow all the action from Turf Moor with myself, Luke Augustus, kick-off is at 5.30pm.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.6,122.24933829611248,1874.0,62.54635352286774,0.3762376237623762,0.9247939489455947,1.0,0.7712923611213524,0.0006086993903465922,5.054031038047754,,-0.18250209555904873,-0.5601563128654989,-0.19341158292003335,,0.742291853386546,0.43984368713450106,0.577880778201319
319,109,"George Boyd scored a famous Burnley winner as Manchester City's strongarm tactics backfired ahead of their big date in The Nou Camp. Turf Moor was bouncing as Boyd lashed home a poor clearance from returning City captain Vincent Kompany after 61 minutes. And Manuel Pellegrini's men – who sent on £50million substitutes Wilfried Bony and Stevan Jovetic to try and salvage the game – were lucky to survive with 11 men after bad challenges from Sergio Aguero and Martin Demichelis. CLICK HERE to read Sportsmail's Joe Bernstein's full match report from Turf Moor. Host commentator . What a potential season-defining moment Burnley's win could be tonight. The victory still sees the Clarets in the relegation zone - but by only one point with Sunderland looking over their shoulders ever-more. Meanwhile the defeat for City is damaging for their title hopes. A win for Chelsea on Sunday would see Manuel Pellegrini's side trail by eight points with nine games remaining. City now have to pick themselves up with a daunting trip to Barcelona in the Champions League on Wednesday night. Until next time, have a good evening! And the referee brings a close to the match. Relegation candidates Burnley have stunned the champions Manchester City! George Boyd's goal separates the two sides. Cue pandemonium among the Turf Moor faithful. 92 mins: Burnley make their second defensive change of the match as Danny Ings is taken off for Steven Reid. The hosts are now playing without any recognised strikers. 91 mins: Oh wow, what a huge moment in the match. Pablo Zabaleta charges into the Burnley box and falls under the challenge of Mee. On first inspection it looked a penalty and the replays suggest so too. However the referee decides otherwise and awards a free-kick to Burnley as Jason Shackell is fouled by Zabaleta during his tumble. The City players are incensed. Will that moment spell curtains for their title challenge? There will be four minutes of injury time to be added on... 86 mins: Burnley make their first change of the match and it's a defensive one as striker Sam Vokes is replaced by Stephen Ward. Lampard's appearance is his 600th in the Premier League. Only Ryan Giggs has made more. 82 mins: And that cross is Toure's last piece of action as he is replaced by Frank Lampard. 81 mins: What a chance that was for City to equalise. Navas cuts the ball back on the right flank to Yaya Toure. The latter whips in a devilish cross that finds the head of Aguero at the back post. The Argentina international can only head over from just outside the six-yard box though. The frustration grows for the visitors. City are continuing to press for an equaliser but have yet to breach the Burnley defence. As they push further forward gaps are starting to appear which Burnley are beginning to exploit. The visitors have simply not been at it tonight, a huge credit must go to the Clarets though. They've been brilliant. 74 mins: Pellegrini makes his second change of the match as Silva is replaced by Stevan Jovetic. 71 mins: Two of Burnley's back four are now cautioned as Michael Duff sees yellow for a foul. 66 mins: City have just over 20 minutes plus added time to turnaround this scoreline. Victory for City would see them close the gap on Chelsea to two-points ahead of their match against Southampton on Sunday. A defeat means the Blues could go eight points clear if they beat the Saints. Do the City players want it enough? 63 mins: City react to conceding the opener by taking off the ineffectual Dzeko and replacing him with Wilfried Bony. Demichelis' act of cynicism has been punished spectacularly by Burnley. From the resulting free-kick Trippier's set piece is headed away by City captain Vincent Kompany. Unfortunately for the defender his clearance falls straight to Boyd who hits a sweet left-footed volley first time that arrows into the bottom corner. A fantastic strike. 60 mins: Martin Demichelis swiftly follows Mee into the referees book for a cynical challenge on Ings. 58 mins: We have our first booking of the match and it's a harsh one as Ben Mee is cautioned for a challenge on Jesus Navas. Replays show it was a soft decision in comparison to some of the unpunished tackles that the City players have dealt. 55 mins: What a hit by George Boyd - he's so unlucky. The Scotland international hits a hook volley, with his weaker right foot, over his shoulder that narrowly goes past the post. That's got the crowd engaged. 51 mins: David Silva has just produced a collectors item - a bad touch. And at precisely the wrong time too. Aguero does brilliantly to spin around a Burnley defender on the halfway line and race clear. With Silva in support he plays in the playmaker but his first touch forces him wide with Heaton bearing down on him. That could, and probably should have been, 1-0 to the visitors. Will the deadlock be broken in this stalemate? A Manchester City fan has just proposed to his Burnley-supporting girlfriend on the pitch at half time. Thankfully she said yes because it’s a long walk back to the touchline. That’s the best entertainment we’ve had here so far. Disappointing first half from the champions. Surely they haven’t got one eye on Barcelona when there’s still something to play for in the title race. City showed a few flashes towards the end of the first half but Tom Heaton has only had two saves to make, and fairly routine saves at that. And the referee has drawn a close to first half proceedings at Turf Moor. In truth it's been a rather drab affair with no clear-cut chances yet created for either side. The hosts will be pleased with their display so far as they aim to avoid relegation, but City know they have to improve if they are to keep their hopes alive of retaining the Premier League title. 42 mins: City are dominating possession now and the stats support that with 70 per cent of the ball in their favour. However, the key statistic is that it is still 0-0. Can they make their dominance count? 34 mins: The visitors are slowly starting to come into the game more. Again Dzeko wriggles free inside in the Burnley box but is tackled before he can shoot. The ball falls into the path of Aguero who chooses to shoot rather the cross. The end product? An effort well wide of goal. Nevertheless a warning sign for the hosts. 29 mins: It's taken nearly half an hour but finally a keeper is forced into a save. Heaton comes off his line well to deny Dzeko from squeezing in a near post effort. From the resulting build-up the goalkeeper holds the ball well from an Aguero strike.  As the old saying goes, you wait ages for a bus and then two come along at once. 26 mins: And that trend continues as Edin Dzeko drags an ambitious left-footed shot well wide of Tom Heaton's goal. 23 mins: The fans have little to cheer about so far and it's hardly surprising. We're approaching the midway point of the first half and neither side has managed a shot on target yet. 15 mins: Still no clear-cut chances created by either side. Both goalkeepers have had yet to break sweat. 10 mins: Burnley right back Kieran Trippier crosses a ball that hits Gael Clichy. The home fans roar for a penalty but replays clearly show the ball hits the left back in the chest. 6 mins: As you would expect Burnley came out of the traps strongly in the opening exchanges. City have weathered that 'mini-storm' and are starting to express themselves. The match has started in Lancashire. Can Burnley stun City? Kick-off is imminent... Look away Burnley fans... City are unbeaten in their last six visits to Turf Moor in all competitions, winning the last five in a row and scoring 17 times in the last four. To make matters the visitors are unbeaten in their last 13 matches in all competitions against the Clarets (W8 D5 L0). Records are there to be broken though... In a close battle for the Premier League title, December 28 2014 could be a date that haunts City. Leading 2-0 at half-time against Burnley, Manuel Pellegrini's side squander a two-goal lead to draw with Sean Dyche's men. George Boyd scored straight after the break, turning home Danny Ings' shot while in an offside position. Then Ashley Barnes reacted quickest in a crowded penalty area to smash home a loose ball to earn the visitors a draw. Pellegrini knows his side can't afford a repeat performance like that if they are to close the gap on league leaders Chelsea. Manchester City captain Vincent Kompany returns to the starting line-up after being an unused substitute against Leicester on 4 March. Quartet Pablo Zabaleta, Gael Clichy, Fernandinho and Edin Dzeko also start as Manuel Pellegrini rings the changes. Right so the Burnley team news is and Mike Duff and Sam Vokes come in for Michael Keane and Michael Kightly in the only two changes for the Clarets from the side that lost 2-0 at Anfield against Liverpool. Manchester City XI: Hart, Zabaleta, Kompany, Demichelis, Clichy, Navas, Fernandinho, Yaya Toure, Silva, Dzeko, Aguero . Subs: Caballero, Mangala, Sagna, Nasri, Lampard, Bony, Jovetic . Burnley XI: Heaton, Trippier, Shackell, Duff, Mee; Barnes, Arfield, Jones, Boyd; Ings, Vokes . Subs: Gilks, Keane, Reid, Ward, Jutkiewicz, Wallace, Kightly. Hello and welcome to Sportsmail's coverage of Saturday's late Premier League kick-off between Burnley and Manchester City. 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320,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,0.4417256473022064,0.5510519331772379,0.2143702061904625,,0.5605375284903252,0.9963793218774515,0.9306525262463674,
321,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,,-0.24081611366392433,-0.2865390409833337,0.15450967548491548,,0.20451127503628921,0.42974327907257126,0.31299341798440194
322,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,0.18481419834033944,0.12474744898390894,,0.12177757825244928,0.3036260795284582,0.5700748376841225,,0.28026132075193577
323,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,0.338528056564324,,-0.3890560476485841,0.3536416774704526,0.4573399377524428,,0.3272262724073209,0.5121254199699391
324,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,0.36043726118385794,,-0.2845806825013851,0.34967378384969605,0.47924914237197674,,0.4317016375545199,0.5081575263491825
325,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,0.33533987957405087,,0.20147168510538987,0.6033625518769343,0.4541517607621697,,0.9177540051612949,0.7618462943764208
326,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,0.4979867438931874,-0.3354379919252742,-0.4830121098635277,,0.6167986250813062,0.10988939677493936,0.23327021019237726,
327,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,0.6571931157117044,,-0.11506221190964339,0.24668118263769506,0.7760049968998232,,0.6012201081462616,0.4051649251371815
328,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,,-0.23764476173343074,-0.6987117584894393,0.28937939075394403,,0.2076826269667828,0.017570561566465637,0.4478631332534305
329,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,0.4343821045538821,0.13763649767220448,,0.11092392467615891,0.553193985742001,0.582963886372418,,0.26940766717564535
330,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,,0.16505609115651237,-0.4794673448594823,0.5829401022585126,,0.6103834798567259,0.2368149751964227,0.741423844757999
331,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,0.547059811808296,0.3409599611652512,,0.5174581663387694,0.6658716929964148,0.7862873498654648,,0.6759419088382559
332,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,0.2246542646749545,,-0.4588478649778407,0.20098432759982052,0.34346614586307334,,0.2574344550780643,0.359468070099307
333,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,0.12636360946759118,,-0.14277597566267408,0.19593035117352556,0.24517549065570998,,0.5735063443932309,0.354414093673012
334,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,0.5449127578738588,,-0.6153357960679202,0.19470370178793683,0.6637246390619777,,0.10094652398798476,0.3531874442874233
335,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,0.5454584121827448,-0.22572204989455097,,-0.10503842021755136,0.6642702933708636,0.21960533880566258,,0.053445322281935104
336,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,0.361016385583873,0.34594574889414886,-0.1619668853088695,,0.4798282667719918,0.7912731375943625,0.5543154347470355,
337,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,,0.373219412306793,-0.17366481222501362,-0.13759499736705694,,0.8185468010070065,0.5426175078308914,0.020888745132429526
338,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,0.41223185235732923,,0.1332970348676586,0.2527081426782745,0.5310437335454481,,0.8495793549235635,0.41119188517776095
339,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,0.4292260978452481,-0.22177114284509147,,0.6252637589789243,0.5480379790333669,0.22355624585512207,,0.7837475014784108
340,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,,0.4450105261085776,-0.49068859478527127,0.3935817830955145,,0.8903379148087911,0.2255937252706337,0.552065525595001
341,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,,-0.18462231460758127,0.2476997905556067,0.12177192796749187,,0.26070507409263227,0.9639821106115116,0.2802556704669783
342,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,-0.10750305091367188,0.47798089336233895,-0.6461988266353328,,0.01130883027444693,0.9233082820625524,0.07008349342057218,
343,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,0.6699238007296449,,-0.27868542437860755,0.16328326704079704,0.7887356819177637,,0.4375968956772974,0.3217670095402835
344,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,,-0.3961872852923474,-0.524506341569619,0.28072548802151487,,0.04914010340786612,0.19177597848628603,0.43920923052100136
345,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,0.35262840361760817,0.5366696178669009,,0.5270887173873817,0.471440284805727,0.9819970065671144,,0.6855724598868682
346,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,0.4135156650631029,0.42667081978326116,,0.5083147983340524,0.5323275462512217,0.8719982084834748,,0.6667985408335388
347,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,0.6961534501102551,-0.19362426155205453,,0.5974838690955198,0.8149653312983739,0.251703127148159,,0.7559676115950063
348,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,0.6479007322714556,,-0.47773145624575936,0.2563677497764181,0.7667126134595744,,0.23855086381014562,0.41485149227590457
349,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,-0.10596656427972512,0.36338139343699416,-0.6665042150954028,,0.012845316908393689,0.8087087821372076,0.04977810496050217,
350,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,,-0.30782617899147413,-0.32653777984741145,0.5273985147979019,,0.1375012097087394,0.38974454020849353,0.6858822572973884
351,7828,"this all happened last night. its kinda complicated and long but roll with it. so some backstory; i'm a guy freshman in college, and some of my girl friends from highschool (not gunna use real names, so lets call them a, b, and c) were back in town for spring break and asked to stay over so we can party and catch up. i thought great! havent seen these girls in awhile and will be fun to drink with some friends. plus a and my buddy j have a kind of again off again thing so it will be good to get them together. 

they start driving up, and i 3d print a shamrock shot glass on my 3d printer because hey st paddys day and also to show off a little because yeah i'm cool like that. that was mistake number one. so they come up, drop their stuff in my room and we start drinking in j's room. we hang for an hour or so and i go out to use the bathroom, i glance down the hall to my room and two ra's are banging on my door. i go over and ask them whats going on and they start interrogating me to see if i've been smoking weed. apparantly the plastic melting smells like weed, and everyone in the hall was trying to figure out who was lighting up in their room. i show them the printer and they leave mostly satisfied... phew. but don't worry, my night had only just begun. 

i go back to the room and b is gone, wasnt sure where but she wasnt too drunk so i figured it was okay. i find b in the hall a little later and she is bawling. apparantly two of her and c's best friends who knew she was there didnt tell her they were coming to hang out with another group of friends. i give her a hug and calm her down and we go back. but now c is gone. go to the bathroom and she is puking into the garbage. i direct her to the toilet and make sure shes okay. go back to check on things and b is leaving again, she wanted to go see a guy. whatever, figured i could handle one drunk girl, and b said she'd be back later. 

the rest of us move to my room because a and j want alone time. c comes back and is crying now. turns out those two friends from highschool are hanging out with c's newly ex boyfriend. c starts taking more shots. mistake number 2, never let a girl take angry shots. just don't. c tries to leave to go ""beat up her ex"", none of her girlfriends are there so i talk her out of it. she leaves again and i have to literally carry her back to the room, where she passes out. at least thats what i thought. 

ten minutes later she goes and pukes, and my roommate follows to make sure everything is okay. i text b and a to tell them that c needs them. no response. great. roommate runs back and says c left again. fuck. i dial her friend who wasnt there for some sober help and sprint down the stairs and catch her in the lobby. i grab her and try to convince her to come up to my room, which with no context sounds like im trying to rape this obviously hammered girl. several people were there glaring at me and now probably think i'm a rapist. fuck me. she refuses, takes the phone to talk to her friend, and leaves the building to go find her ex. i follow to try to do what i can. along the way she is berating random people that she thinks are her friends, and i finally i convince her to stop and go back, thank god. 

as we get back to the dorm, she runs away as i open the door. and this time shes on a mission. of course, of course, we then actually see her two friends. she starts yelling, screaming at them, but she keeps walking because she still wants to hit her ex. she storms into the dorm and right there, right at the top of the damn stairs, is her ex. oh fuck. he gets wide eyed and ducks into a room, and in her blind rage she doesnt see him. walks right fucking past him. thank you god. first luck of the night. we walk through the whole dorm, and go back outside, she is still crying/yelling at random people and into the phone to her friend, who is actually in a hotel room with her parents. c finds a park bench and sits. after a few quiet moments she says shes ready to go back. 

we make it to the room, she pukes again in the garbage. b walks in. more trouble!  turns out she'd just lost her virginity (no protection) to some dick we used to know. does this shit end? b seems okay, so she takes over for me. c tries to leave again but b is able to stop her. finally, finally....they pass out. its 3 am. im drunk and have spent 3 hours dealing with all of this crap. i go up to my bed to pass out because im still very drunk, and i hear a knock. i go and answer and guess who. it's c's ex. he demands to speak with her. starts calling her name through the door to try to wake her up. thankfully c is out cold, so she stays asleep. i convince the ex to finally go the hell back to his own dorm.

what a fucking night.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.0,82.11791666666666,1103.0,44.928278688524586,0.1188118811881188,0.44532738870021354,0.716282320055905,0.15848374249948646,0.0002876876746524511,2.3886707626393013,0.16720433490041936,,-0.32158091946126305,0.18130290130535248,0.28601621608853817,,0.3947014005946419,0.3397866438048389
352,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,,0.46928019768358326,0.2015532325984724,-0.3142667802306869,,0.8691367383885116,0.6019725198102124,0.011504988787322368
353,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,0.17901870441361983,0.5847785036267394,0.28432166911965784,,0.8423850410472831,0.9846350443316678,0.6847409563313979,
354,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,0.23936635380230614,,0.4032102455102285,0.23059057476942102,0.9027326904359694,,0.8036295327219685,0.5563623437874303
355,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,,0.3608917513094711,-0.24500043041029887,0.23198905675514114,,0.7607482920143995,0.15541885680144116,0.5577608257731503
356,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,0.20049067514016478,0.3239237380938261,0.1285439665577433,,0.863857011773828,0.7237802787987544,0.5289632537694833,
357,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,-0.5687884069756954,,0.4340835431587052,-0.14936473930869085,0.09457792965796785,,0.8345028303704451,0.1764070297093184
358,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,-0.5145971305877292,,-0.23250118354275545,-0.1170369052978748,0.14876920604593413,,0.16791810366898458,0.20873486372013444
359,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,,0.38791031550709215,0.35925793920708254,0.5565693380656558,,0.7877668562120206,0.7596772264188225,0.8823411070836651
360,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,-0.5707078708442279,0.3649084485590774,,0.5375487432093026,0.09265846578943537,0.7647649892640058,,0.8633205122273118
361,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,-0.25685296170150784,0.2963365427102014,,0.256755369826666,0.40651337493215545,0.6961930834151298,,0.5825271388446753
362,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,0.15100964581580195,0.30299657981289824,,0.2344542180472114,0.8143759824494652,0.7028531205178266,,0.5602259870652206
363,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,-0.23847873956364118,,0.4603334480777946,0.43147735269722765,0.4248875970700221,,0.8607527352895346,0.7572491217152368
364,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,,0.4564027298128324,0.24907174463587478,0.4113530890969802,,0.8562592705177607,0.6494910318476148,0.7371248581149894
365,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,0.2776802849032936,0.29547789468951835,0.4594262711721246,,0.9410466215369568,0.6953344353944467,0.8598455583838647,
366,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,-0.22181724778529005,-0.20638598437264588,,0.6484224908489632,0.44154908884837324,0.1934705563322825,,0.9741942598669724
367,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,-0.13715403001558324,,0.5459460132108418,0.3434376558119497,0.52621230661808,,0.9463653004225818,0.6692094248299589
368,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,-0.2425003218997409,0.4075921434152359,0.3697132079774956,,0.4208660147339224,0.8074486841201642,0.7701324951892357,
369,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,-0.2863197169743663,,0.10216032498293581,0.28806301670379325,0.377046619659297,,0.5025796121946758,0.6138347857218025
370,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,-0.3328804184519479,-0.24038014912798186,0.12947390260800484,,0.3304859181817154,0.1594763915769465,0.5298931898197449,
371,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,-0.202737646414134,0.4830670984479612,,0.16254346302527972,0.4606286902195293,0.8829236391528896,,0.48831523204328897
372,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,-0.5937093721718167,,0.23597298518412857,-0.16012610231158297,0.06965696446184655,,0.6363922723958686,0.16564566670642628
373,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,-0.22818784760568928,-0.2145773208938092,0.47871980836911826,,0.435178489027974,0.18527921981111917,0.8791390955808582,
374,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,-0.46692583587807046,,-0.1261481153673794,-0.2365816187469837,0.19644050075559283,,0.2742711718443606,0.08919015027102556
375,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,-0.20703874351074997,0.2653948228454626,,-0.13359622245130082,0.4563275931229133,0.6652513635503909,,0.19217554656670843
376,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,,-0.17396220547080338,-0.3356562983191895,0.575519292594704,,0.225894335234125,0.0647629888925505,0.9012910616127132
377,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,0.11972950695700962,-0.1586860931378878,0.27907910708584904,,0.783095843590673,0.24117044756704056,0.6794983942975891,
378,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,,-0.3079314660154001,-0.3973495708054993,0.2758347891733364,,0.09192507468952826,0.003069716406240708,0.6016065581913457
379,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,-0.19686407787136784,,-0.356809745261479,0.12546327651673672,0.46650225876229545,,0.04360954195026101,0.45123504553474597
380,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,-0.2640071791605978,-0.22659319220313567,0.49768142117697717,,0.3993591574730655,0.1732633485017927,0.8981007083887171,
381,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,,0.35327630530559334,-0.19101840710415408,0.37362082058000523,,0.7531328460105218,0.20940088010758595,0.6993925895980144
382,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,0.20014178348023642,,0.5333571862481503,0.3170750571118771,0.8635081201138997,,0.9337764734598903,0.6428468261298863
383,6081,"alright, the actual fuck up wasn't the act its self but rather the process that i decided to go about in order to achieve this act. so two nights ago my town was hit with a pretty decent amount of snow and since i still had work on monday i got up at 5am to use my brand new snowblower for the first time. (asshole move on my part) so i go outside and i see my neighbors daughter shoveling her driveway, of course being the 24 year old single male, i decided to help her in her time of need . now, i have been wanting to take this girl out for a while, she is absolutely beautiful, half sleeve tattoos, blonde hair, about 5 foot 7' with glasses, my dream girl. unfortunately,  since she just graduated college in december and her family only moved her in august, we have had very limited opportunities to talk. so i go over wanting to show her chivalry isn't dead by offering to to shovel ( snowplow) for her. she is of course grateful, and  then we start talking. turns out  we actually have a lot in common, so naturally i ask her to come snowboarding with me tomorrow (today) ,and she says yes! now i'm happier then tom brady after the super bowl (too soon seattle?) and i finish snow blowing her families driveway and walkway and mine as well; put the snowblower away and go to work. now we are on to today, i am a distribution planner so i only work 3-4 days a week with 12 hours shifts and today is my day off. so i text my neighbor at 8 am asking if she's still down to go with me, she says yes, i say awesome, come over real quick and ill make some breakfast then we can go. she comes by, and all and we talk about the normal stuff people talk about, alcohol, sex and traffic patterns; we then hook up for a little bit, eat some banging ass french toast and then head out. this is where it all goes south reddit. i have a automatic garage door opener so all i should have to to is press a button for it to open. i press the button once, nothing happens, i press it again...nothing happens, mmm this is weird; so i try once last time, three seconds later i hear a pop. my fucking garage door breaks! we both get out my car confused as to what happened, looking at the hinges all dangling like a flaccid pornstars dick and then she begins to laugh hysterically and says the garage door is frozen shut. turns out that i left a majority of the snow from the previous mornings extra snow blowing activity on, and inside the snow blower and overnight the water  slowly made its way to the garage door and froze, thus freezing my garage door to the cement floor. i had to pour hot water and pick at the ice for on it for 45 minutes just to get the door to open a little, and then spend the next hour trying to fix the situation. my neighbors daughter laughed and just went back home and said maybe another time. i didn't even get laid 


tl; dr: tried to impress my hot neighbors daughter with my new snowblower, ended up freezing my garage door shut and not impressing her at all",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,9.5,78.312,651.0,49.73776223776224,0.6633663366336633,0.3998565407049284,0.40041928721174,0.32577176901800925,0.00013379425033905262,1.1108936605651538,,0.14483007960088823,-0.15066578018262966,0.45431715892864355,,0.5446866203058166,0.24975350702911037,0.7800889279466527
384,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,0.16377320399943257,-0.20023756460880338,0.688776708356051,,0.8370405307321058,0.7997624353911966,0.9773860724371132,
385,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,-0.19216007018182246,,0.3408637064081626,-0.6696824412794848,0.48110725655085074,,0.6294730704892249,0.0920923916247437
386,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,0.12259273369125728,-0.4324266729447389,-0.2728188576151127,,0.7958600604239305,0.5675733270552611,0.015790506465949483,
387,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,-0.36329415567526785,-0.3499470885889389,,-0.24288778940057587,0.30997317105740535,0.6500529114110611,,0.5188870435036527
388,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,,-0.3029776927111919,-0.11580449756743622,-0.6166963192857516,,0.6970223072888081,0.17280486651362598,0.1450785136184769
389,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,-0.1961201630321452,,-0.2674212805103358,-0.4191186965049894,0.477147163700528,,0.02118808357072638,0.34265613639923914
390,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,-0.5883668583398768,-0.38118590094838284,0.22350462019342848,,0.08490046839279641,0.6188140990516171,0.5121139842744906,
391,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,0.17121444828351745,,0.6701133644655721,-0.30458113130147774,0.8444817750161906,,0.9587227285466343,0.4571937016027508
392,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,,-0.29159657606455774,0.43718136369272537,-0.3227885378345085,,0.7084034239354422,0.7257907277737876,0.43898629506972003
393,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,,-0.6677308214935732,-0.2711922596629061,-0.4357440373522478,,0.3322691785064268,0.017417104418156082,0.3260307955519807
394,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,-0.4063386142257191,-0.4673829070965959,,-0.15506560513814194,0.2669287125069541,0.5326170929034041,,0.6067092277660866
395,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,0.212304205088318,,0.2996721589950369,-0.18260330215143572,0.8855715318209911,,0.5882815230760992,0.5791715307527928
396,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,0.21117357201602488,-0.44902533334390843,,0.19151364176765512,0.884440898748698,0.5509746666560915,,0.9532884746718837
397,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,-0.2607260858710147,-0.4016476680454732,,-0.6201572462943381,0.4125412408616585,0.5983523319545268,,0.14161758660989043
398,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,0.20041816325413614,-0.33152009428748913,,-0.5584554988787593,0.8736854899868094,0.6684799057125108,,0.2033193340254692
399,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,-0.22886950259696803,-0.3496484264433188,-0.1253722718343479,,0.44439782413570517,0.6503515735566812,0.1632370922467143,
400,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,-0.6058558338079923,,0.4479481557868667,-0.49763744861521686,0.06741149292468085,,0.7365575198679288,0.2641373842890117
401,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,0.18887282909234432,-0.25607930403975787,,-0.6120725576502126,0.8621401558250175,0.7439206959602421,,0.14970227525401592
402,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,,-0.5281157573532498,0.31995113971030587,-0.14779570678826026,,0.4718842426467502,0.6085605037913681,0.6139791261159683
403,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,0.19595738587604966,,0.643690832150472,-0.1546409491728632,0.8692247126087229,,0.9323001962315342,0.6071338837313653
404,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,,-0.5409512293968564,0.46041452142891687,-0.557618092201253,,0.45904877060314364,0.7490238855099791,0.20415674070297551
405,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,-0.5990954780844573,-0.38066627508628365,,-0.6251588488525419,0.07417184864821591,0.6193337249137163,,0.13661598405168662
406,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,,-0.21305679738907113,0.291716428436074,-0.6576920868161978,,0.7869432026109289,0.5803257925171361,0.1040827460880307
407,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,-0.5335954457349241,,0.4727053884851758,0.1631884731220175,0.13967188099774908,,0.761314752566238,0.9249633060262461
408,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,-0.2071184094890069,-0.6255355793717335,,-0.16764194499209117,0.4661489172436663,0.37446442062826646,,0.5941328879121374
409,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,,-0.5029687002300367,0.2956105868702864,-0.6817179441132394,,0.4970312997699633,0.5842199509513486,0.08005688879098916
410,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,-0.47421210511672773,,0.13191445521983458,-0.5993279922183511,0.19905522161594547,,0.4205238193008968,0.16244684068587745
411,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,0.10914247950428474,,0.11444096755988364,-0.1283040391920388,0.782409806236958,,0.40305033164094584,0.6334707937121897
412,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,-0.3648244752116221,-0.3959885254875983,,-0.14636531793732843,0.3084428515210511,0.6040114745124017,,0.6154095149669001
413,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,,-0.6178929000481859,-0.233627972010228,0.1595338554151317,,0.38210709995181413,0.05498139207083419,0.9213086883193602
414,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,,-0.5272721931581914,0.48289288814428294,0.11746304354667408,,0.4727278068418086,0.7715022522253452,0.8792378764509026
415,1247,"Manchester City and Montenegro forward Stevan Jovetic claims Russia were waiting for an excuse before their Euro 2016 qualifier was abandoned amid chaotic scenes on Friday. The Group G game in Podgorica was marred by trouble from the first minute when play was suspended for over half an hour after Russia goalkeeper Igor Akinfeev was struck by a flare thrown from the stands. German referee Deniz Aytekin eventually abandoned the match after a missed second-half penalty by Russia's Roman Shirokov led to a mass brawl on the pitch while riot police struggled to contain supporters off it. VIDEOS Scroll down to watch footage of mass brawl and flare incident . Players from both sides get physical before Montenegro's match with Russia s cancelled . Russia keeper Igor Akinfeev is knocked to the ground by a flare thrown from the stands after one minute . Akinfeev is carried off the pitch on a stretcher, leading to a 35 minute suspension of the game . CLICK HERE to read full details of the shameful scenes in Podgorica . Jovetic hopes the violent scenes will not see Montenegro punished too harshly, while suggesting the Russians were searching for an excuse to lodge a complaint. 'I have problems finding words after this incident,' he told reporters. 'I just hope the fine won't be too harsh. 'However, it seems like the Russians waited for the smallest thing to happen so they can tell the referee.' Meanwhile, Montenegrin fans who keep causing trouble and forced Friday's Euro 2016 qualifier against Russia to be abandoned are 'barbarians', according to the general secretary of their FA. 'These fans sing ""Montenegro we love you"" but throw flares, insult rivals and cause all sorts of incidents every time they turn up and that's outright hypocrisy,' general secretary Momir Djurdjevac told reporters after the ugly scenes in the stadium. Manchester City forward Stevan Jovetic believes the visitors were searching for an excuse . Fans holding flares cut intimidating figures from the upper stands of the stadium in Podgorica . Russia head coach Fabio Capello scratches his head as players leave the pitch after the match is abandoned . Riot police clash with Montenegrin fans after the game is abandoned following a pitch brawl . 'We have left the impression of barbarians and this is a complete disaster. It seems we don't deserve to have a nation, a soccer team or a berth in a major tournament. 'As far as I am concerned the game should not have continued after the first-minute incident. We can only thank God that no one was seriously hurt.' Montenegro face Denmark next on June 8 and currently sit, level with Russia, with five points from four games.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.6,139.02588235294118,491.0,62.27272727272727,0.6732673267326732,1.0,0.2886093640810622,0.7617748329042285,0.0001350980698779569,1.1217192741966762,0.21672437078596757,-0.5104017153248636,0.5834533078064914,,0.8899916975186408,0.48959828467513644,0.8720626718875536,
416,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,-0.6137361533668783,-0.2718547251038133,,-0.44107005591381576,0.03972919316777512,0.5414859415350031,,0.26126318293282924
417,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,-0.11526055753711417,,-0.5922401311359424,-0.47557596071736374,0.5382047889975392,,0.4077598688640576,0.22675727812928126
418,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,-0.2874050807343079,,-0.2301998611916788,-0.10162770311063574,0.36606026580034545,,0.7698001388083212,0.6007055357360093
419,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,,-0.11931462182251817,-0.6314577168451625,-0.4963131201732538,,0.6940260448162981,0.3685422831548375,0.2060201186733912
420,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,,-0.44044686542246414,-0.11129106472369465,-0.3280852550465681,,0.3728938012163522,0.8887089352763053,0.3742479838000769
421,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,0.18008315183635798,-0.4237521151578703,-0.4450278885625417,,0.8335484983710113,0.389588551480946,0.5549721114374583,
422,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . 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423,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,,-0.42996333080514376,-0.32997237541193436,0.18663070001363408,,0.38337733583367256,0.6700276245880656,0.888963938860279
424,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,-0.3765078371903912,-0.25107122531250303,-0.48988079138606855,,0.27695750934426216,0.5622694413263133,0.5101192086139315,
425,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . 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426,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,0.24138027606491536,,-0.3900234448874348,-0.47298373482401845,0.8948456225995687,,0.6099765551125652,0.22934950402262655
427,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,,-0.11758825782180149,-0.28889529203333164,-0.468641519451393,,0.6957524088170148,0.7111047079666684,0.23369171939525202
428,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . 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429,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,-0.3181564069810094,-0.6222017691737997,,-0.26341729174363965,0.335308939553644,0.19113889746501667,,0.43891594710300535
430,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,-0.5217859275749936,,-0.5095666899832688,-0.5242587781819885,0.13167941895965973,,0.4904333100167312,0.1780744606646565
431,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,,-0.6297086859419656,-0.24893752739021313,0.22287235629643304,,0.18363198069685072,0.7510624726097869,0.925205595143078
432,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,0.14128279263030213,-0.3341293417011441,,-0.14568670673374773,0.7947481391649556,0.4792113249376722,,0.5566465321128973
433,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,-0.6450244485745015,,-0.18942886035592,-0.4241198849426687,0.008440897960151905,,0.81057113964408,0.2782133539039763
434,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,,-0.18762878682400763,-0.21877703783027885,-0.5718997474131544,,0.6257118798148087,0.7812229621697211,0.1304334914334906
435,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . 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436,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,-0.4004932484839893,-0.11979287692985763,-0.41420658867585736,,0.25297209805066406,0.6935477897089587,0.5857934113241426,
437,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,-0.33156690595667926,,-0.32471316374520315,-0.5764752604444808,0.3218984405779741,,0.6752868362547968,0.12585797840216417
438,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . 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439,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,0.3429434278780397,-0.3908132255141772,,-0.3467697303819567,0.996408774412693,0.42252744112463914,,0.3555635084646883
440,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,,-0.5585442780968379,-0.12874260900824575,-0.4273050394535772,,0.2547963885419784,0.8712573909917543,0.27502819939306783
441,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . 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442,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,-0.6464435769763098,,-0.5189143782023837,-0.6701696637837316,0.007021769558343549,,0.48108562179761627,0.03216357506291345
443,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,-0.24917314132990964,-0.4232547884709123,-0.31926611935508514,,0.40429220520474374,0.390085878167904,0.6807338806449148,
444,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,-0.5568680378173093,0.1708425106201515,,-0.3448197108402193,0.09659730871734407,0.9841831772589678,,0.3575135280064257
445,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . 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446,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . 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447,1050,"It could be days before Australian Tahnia Cook hears from her husband, Cameron, who was caught up in a devastating cyclone, which has wiped out villages in Vanuatu. At least eight people have been confirmed dead after Cyclone Pam hit the 80-island-strong archipelago, with winds of up to 270km/h and causing heavy flooding, landslides, and mass destruction of buildings. Relief workers are already making their way to Vanuatu, with fears the body count will rise, as Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop announced a $5 million aid package for the ravaged country, the ABC reported. Scroll down for video . Australian Tahnia Cook has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday and holds fears for his safety . People have started clearing up debris and dealing with the damage to their homes in Seaside, near the Vanuatu capital of Port Vila . Vanuatu's president made an emotional appeal for international assistance after his island nation was hit by a calamity of a cyclone . Vanuatu declared a state of emergency on March 15 and a curfew was enforced after reports of 'low -level looting' It has been confirmed at least eight people are dead following Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu . Communications and power for more than 260,000 people is still down, and access to a lot of areas has been cut off. This leaves many Australians concerned for the safety of their family members - including Tahnia Cook who has not heard from her husband, Cameron, since Friday. Ms Cook told Daily Mail Australia they had moved to Vanuatu for 'a change of lifestyle' and help run a local resort in North Efate. She said it had been a terrible few days for her as she awaits news of her husband. 'It's looking to be a couple of days [before I hear from him],' Ms Cook said. 'Nobody has gone to the other side of the island because... [the Department of Foreign Affairs] haven't had a chance to venture out of [Port] Vila to get to surrounding villages.' Ms Cook, who had been travelling between Australia and Vanuatu for a while now, said she also held concerns for locals and resort staff who she considered family now. Ms Cook (left) said it would be days before she would hear from her husband (right) as communications were down . The couple moved to the archipelago last year for 'a change of lifestyle', Ms Cook said . Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop has announced a $5 million aid package for the devastated country . The funds will be distributed through non-government organisations, such as Red Cross Australia . The cyclone is expected to track to the northeast of New Zealand during the next two days . Ms Cook said she had not slept because she was worried about her husband and friends she considered family . The Australian told Weekend Today the last time she had spoken to her husband he had preparing for the storm. She said she was trying to stay positive as Cameron was prepared for the worst at their new home, North Efate. 'It's painful, it's tiring. I haven't slept, I'm hanging on and hope to hear something soon,' Ms Cook said. 'He was well-prepared, he was putting up timber on windows. He was putting heavy items up on tin roofs. He was packing away all objects that could pick up in the strong wind. 'He obviously preparing for his own safety in terms of food, water supply - for himself and the local villagers.' Heavy damage in Vanuatu means some areas are safe to be accessed at the moment . But it is feared the body count will rise with aid workers already heading to the devastated archipelago . Winds of up to 270km/h hit the collection of 80 islands - north-east of Australia . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison spent more than seven hours listening to the storm unfold . Cyclone Pam - which had hurricane force winds, huge ocean swells and flash flooding - is on its way to New Zealand . Ms Cook said she would have been there with him if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons. 'Now I'm worried that's where it's been most impacted on that side of the island and I'm not too sure where he is or what he is doing right now,' she said. 'I'm really trying to stay positive and hope for the best but the reality is the photos and images I've seen from Port Vila so far, knowing that North Efate was in the direct line of the eye of the cyclone and it would have impacted a lot worse than Vila is not great news.' Ms Cook said she was expecting to go back home and see complete devastation as the photos she had seen of buildings and structures damaged by Cyclone Pam were a lot stronger than the ones in North Efate. Ms Cook said she would have been there with her husband if she had not travelled to Brisbane for medical reasons . Waves and scattered debris along the coast of Vanuatu's capital Port Vila caused by Cyclone Pam . 'We're helping to run a small family resort, which will be absolutely annihilated,' she told Daily Mail Australia. 'We were starting to get on track and all that's completely washed away now. We had a herb garden, new furniture, a restaurant and bungalows. 'I don't even know if I'll have a house to come back to. We might have to come back to Australia.' Ms Cook also appealed to Australians for aid to help locals with their recovery efforts. 'Keep coming to Vanuatu, [locals are] really going to need money to keep coming through,' she said. 'After the funding stops, it's just a tourism trade. It's going to be really hard for us - we'll pull through but I’m more concerned about the locals.' Ms Cook said she had already started fundraising for North Efate area. With $600 under her belt so far, she was hoping to get to $10,000. The aftermath of Cyclone Pam left debris scattered over a building in Port Vila, Vanuatu . Winds from the extremely powerful cyclone blew through the Pacific's Vanuatu archipelago . A woman and boy carry a pig through flood waters  on the Polynesian island of Tuvalu . World Vision Australia communications officer Chloe Morrison documented her experience through the cyclone on the not-for-profit's blog. 'For more than seven hours I have been listening to wind roaring like an angry ocean as it tried to pick the house off the ground,' she wrote. 'I have heard our cyclone shutters bash aggressively against the windows. I have heard what sounds like someone’s roof land on ours. I heard rain bash the roof like someone playing the drums.' Ms Morrison later told AAP: 'There are reports from our other colleagues of entire villages being literally blown away overnight.' Following the Category 5 disaster, Foreign Affairs Minister Julie Bishop said the $5 million aid package would be decimated through non-government organisations, Red Cross Australia and the United Nations. 'We will also be deploying humanitarian suppliers to provide support for up to 5,000 people in the form of water, sanitation and shelter,' she told the ABC. 'We will be sending military transport planes, and deployment personnel, medical, humanitarian, consular, natural disaster experts and of course supplies.' Earlier on Saturday, Ms Bishop said there were probably 3,000 Australians in Vanuatu at any one time, but the government had not received any reports regarding Australian citizens. The minister urged those who are concerned about their friends and families in Vanuatu should contact 1300 555 135. Pictured is a man on the island of Kiribati. The tropical cyclone brough destructive winds, torrential rain and phenomenal seas to Vanuatu on Saturday . Flood waters surround a house on Friday on the island of Kiribati, just hours before Cyclone Pam made landfall on Vanuatu . Cyclone Pam bears down on Vanuatu in this image from the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) on NASA's Aqua satellite . It came after Vanuatu's lands minister Ralph Regenvanu announced a 'state of emergency' for the Shefa province, where Port Vila is located. A curfew would also be introduced as there had been reported of 'low-level looting', according to the ABC. The storm crossed the main Vanuatu island where more than 65,000 people live and a group of islands further south, which are home to 33,000 people. Some locals on the southern island of Erromango reportedly took shelter in caves as the severe conditions intensified. 'It's a traditional coping strategy,' Red Cross worker Aurelia Balpe said. UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon said he had met the president of Vanuatu on Saturday morning and conveyed 'our deepest condolences' as well as solidarity with the people of the archipelago. New Zealand has pledged an initial $1 million to help cyclone-stricken Pacific nations and an RNZAF P3 Orion is in the air assessing the damage. Australian Red Cross has made an appeal on Twitter, saying that Cyclone Pam caused 'unbelievable destruction'. A map showing the path of Cyclone Pam in Vanuatu in the past two days . Gales are expected to affect most of the island spreading 380km from the cyclone's centre . Foreign Minister Julie Bishop told reporters on Saturday morning Australia has a crisis response team ready to go and assist the Pacific Islands . 'Humanitarian needs will be enormous. Many people have lost their homes. Shelter, food and water urgent priorities,' Australian Red Cross tweeted. 'Tens of thousands of people seeking safety in safe buildings and caves across Vanuatu.' The president of Vanuatu, Baldwin Lonsdale, who was attending a World Conference on Disaster Risk and Reduction in Japan, told participants: “I do not really know what impact the cyclone has had on Vanuatu.” 'I am speaking to you today with a heart that is so heavy,' he said. 'I stand to appeal on behalf of the government and the people to give a helping hand in this disaster.' The storm is expected to track to the north-east of New Zealand during the next two days. Resident of Port Vila are left to pick up the pieces after Cyclone Pam caused widespread destruction . While an estimated 3,000 Australians are in Vanuatu, Ms Bishop said there were no reports of concerns about their welfare .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.4,112.92068217054263,1945.0,60.56379821958457,0.6534653465346534,0.8133406666388163,1.0,0.702333238846645,0.0006122009099658969,5.083104155446843,0.3445491584034866,-0.677717165244062,-0.5586470630531934,,0.9980145049381399,0.13562350139475432,0.44135293694680655,
448,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,,-0.49229802159010577,-0.3403542584438003,-0.12726769454950004,,0.19380572606781393,0.16279039564425002,0.7744766067562185
449,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,-0.14888703833768924,,-0.2320942368041718,-0.456910867792956,0.7818060309692412,,0.2710504172838785,0.4448334335127626
450,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,-0.5565912792004339,-0.18300543006737924,0.2091599432273426,,0.37410179010649647,0.5030983175905405,0.712304597315393,
451,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,,-0.2520450860851552,0.21972476194748564,-0.5356067310741891,,0.4340586615727645,0.722869416035536,0.3661375702315295
452,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,,-0.2947219438579843,-0.396469080234954,-0.5544734340502175,,0.3913818037999354,0.10667557385309634,0.34727086725550105
453,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,,0.25334390598412676,-0.31883534257933877,-0.5264536583081991,,0.9394476536420464,0.18430931150871155,0.37529064299751946
454,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,-0.4783875219463406,,-0.4085539401103379,-0.12763287250373434,0.4523055473605898,,0.0945907139777124,0.7741114288019842
455,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,,-0.22433088925075956,0.23608563985191516,-0.6900037172534703,,0.46177285840716015,0.7392302939399655,0.21174058405224827
456,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,,0.1504244368712339,-0.4411582750541416,-0.5306116994735679,,0.8365281845291537,0.06198637903390869,0.3711326018321507
457,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,,-0.48097332549876626,0.44403772522756507,-0.6213648215174258,,0.20513042215915345,0.9471823793156153,0.2803794797882928
458,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,-0.2215633852553328,-0.2797447941327931,0.29711996656791456,,0.7091296840515976,0.40635895352512663,0.8002646206559649,
459,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,-0.3913062386127767,0.19936453212062138,-0.12964217478956674,,0.5393868306941537,0.8854682797785411,0.37350247929848357,
460,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,-0.37830676824835835,-0.1122135452288262,-0.14829397768924812,,0.5523863010585721,0.5738902024290935,0.3548506763988022,
461,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,-0.5230325055745948,-0.30573286272262334,,-0.28652734570254507,0.4076605637323356,0.38037088493529636,,0.6152169556031735
462,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,-0.18181536854970626,0.3113435968869675,,-0.6333094721300129,0.7488777007572242,0.9974473445448873,,0.2684348291757057
463,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,-0.6817504715152192,-0.10460222274610242,,-0.5675724484333488,0.24894259779171124,0.5815015249118173,,0.33417185287236983
464,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,-0.6049311776860564,-0.6363396744373669,,-0.5131708360644494,0.325761891620874,0.04976407322055276,,0.38857346524126923
465,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,-0.45898186434413407,-0.28390359437022983,,-0.309500067063109,0.47171120496279634,0.4022001532876899,,0.5922442342426095
466,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,-0.3309612220853132,-0.5455660676931912,0.10740725927981354,,0.5997318472216172,0.14053767996472855,0.6105519133678639,
467,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,-0.11604347018170491,-0.5249787002872379,-0.495509971634269,,0.8146495991252255,0.16112504737068178,0.007634682453781294,
468,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,-0.4744885208908124,,-0.49743098867345426,-0.4259616442684958,0.456204548416118,,0.005713665414596059,0.4757826570372228
469,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,-0.5024616307951633,-0.6441183795781377,-0.1429556247499565,,0.42823143851176715,0.04198536807978204,0.3601890293380938,
470,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,-0.4888690993917961,-0.12161150383048525,0.11409613304072341,,0.4418239699151343,0.5644922438274345,0.6172407871287737,
471,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,,-0.17737513509012903,0.30955008644197496,-0.6524721099949775,,0.5087286125677907,0.8126947405300253,0.24927219131074108
472,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,-0.6717649723239886,-0.6705453073634547,-0.3521094318692948,,0.25892809698294184,0.015558440294464959,0.15103522221875554,
473,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,-0.13850431995830625,-0.3204560202452986,-0.2709405697900268,,0.7921887493486242,0.3656477274126211,0.23220408429802353,
474,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,,-0.1984990348539331,0.15160090937635234,-0.22480417995657415,,0.4876047128039866,0.6547455634644026,0.6769401213491444
475,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,,-0.48540497028503127,0.10458050655495826,-0.15468075620859778,,0.20069877737288844,0.6077251606430085,0.7470635450971208
476,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,,-0.2961787051772736,0.45315266560377204,-0.6656579838899144,,0.3899250424806461,0.9562973196918223,0.23608631741580421
477,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,,-0.6456978337516744,0.1346991412036972,-0.16573543119934853,,0.04040591390624526,0.6378437952917475,0.7360088701063701
478,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,,-0.30830494850179285,-0.24368155077847703,-0.1287136497541892,,0.37779879915612685,0.2594631033095733,0.7730306515515294
479,1061,"Damien  Markey (pictured) and his wife Jenny were dismissed by the University of Bolton after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories . A lecturer and his wife have been sacked from a struggling university after being accused of leaking embarrassing stories about its controversial £200,000-a-year vice-chancellor to the Press, it emerged yesterday. Damien and Jenny Markey were summarily dismissed by the University of Bolton after articles in the Daily Mail highlighted how the institution spends public money, a union said. The couple, who have three young children, deny being the source of stories revealing that the university was lending vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes £960,000 to buy a new house and spending up to £100,000 on staff away days to the Lake District. Critics had branded the expenditure a waste of money from an institution which has spent much of the 11 years since it became a university near the foot of national league tables. The latest case demonstrates how harshly public bodies treat those even suspected of being whistleblowers, let alone those who are proven to have leaked information to the media. It comes amid mounting alarm that staff in all organisations are not being protected from punishment if they report their concerns to the Press. The sackings were also branded a worrying blow against the tradition of free speech on campuses. Mr Markey, 42, was dismissed as a senior lecturer in visual effects for film and television after a 45-minute disciplinary hearing last Friday for ‘leaking information to the Press aimed at damaging the university’. According to his union he was told he had been overheard talking on his mobile phone using the words ‘boats’ and ‘lakes’, and accused of being the source of the story that the university was sending its 700 staff to a Lake District hotel in a series of away days for pep talks by Professor Holmes, who has a yacht moored nearby. The article first appeared in Times Higher Education, which yesterday said neither Mr Markey nor his wife were the source. Details of the trips had been sent to all staff, while the two-year loan to Professor Holmes appeared in university accounts. The struggling university paid up to £100,000 to send all 700 of its staff for stays at  four-star Lakeside Hotel and Spa (pictured) in the Lake District . Mr Markey was also accused of making malicious statements about colleagues and bringing the university into disrepute for highlighting concerns about a shortage of equipment following an £800,000 flagship project, the union said. His 36-year-old wife, an academic administrator in the health and community studies department, was dismissed on Monday over similar allegations which she also denies. The couple have denied revealing that the university lent  vice-chancellor Professor George Holmes (pictured) £960,000 to buy a new house . Mr Markey, who is said to have had an unblemished disciplinary record, was secretary of the local branch of the University and College Union (UCU) and led a walkout in 2013 in protest at a planned 1 per cent pay rise. The couple had been advised not to comment yesterday as the union insisted it would be appealing against the dismissal. General secretary Sally Hunt said: ‘These sackings are completely unjustified. Nobody likes looking a bit silly in public, but to start axing staff without evidence is the response of a desperate despot, not a university vice-chancellor.’ Bizarrely, the university’s official Twitter feed briefly ‘favourited’ a UCU tweet branding 53-year-old Professor Holmes a desperate despot. Mrs Markey is a member of Unison whose regional secretary Kevan Nelson said: ‘We are alarmed that the university has taken this arbitrary and vindictive decision. We will challenge this by all available means.’ Alan Smithers, professor of education at the University of Buckingham, said dismissing university staff accused of whistleblowing could have a chilling effect on freedom of speech. A university spokesman said: ‘The university is comfortable that procedures have been followed and as yet no appeal has been lodged. The process is not connected with a staff member being a trade union official. The university does not comment on the merits of individual cases.’ Whistleblowing in the public sector is supposed to be encouraged, but last week there was alarm that Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood had agreed plans to bar 430,000 civil servants from talking to the Press without permission or face being sacked.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.2,102.27093333333332,798.0,66.29680998613037,0.9306930693069304,0.6861037476579197,0.5031446540880503,0.9017443013057186,0.0001593667091459587,1.323221786038895,-0.20581264314814546,-0.11890253859681599,,-0.20764492640551113,0.7248804261587849,0.5672012090611037,,0.6940993749002075
480,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,,-0.10837444146023173,-0.2619989673514831,-0.1919899050636265,,0.35804148408484954,0.7268200403354491,0.2862038106349714
481,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,-0.6566612422741227,,-0.6307823192165777,0.4175513429763324,0.16512093594369903,,0.3580366884703545,0.8957450586749303
482,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,,0.303889969930708,-0.46425439863706397,-0.27122495776609035,,0.7703058954757893,0.5245646090498682,0.20696875793250757
483,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,-0.46452808437612353,,-0.32487032498113705,0.4719181082677238,0.3572540938416982,,0.6639486827057952,0.9501118239663218
484,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,-0.2390121056186818,0.18972937985867394,-0.3338823946084993,,0.5827700725991399,0.6561453054037552,0.6549366130784329,
485,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,-0.1654280822191151,-0.447182935651931,,0.272477013538654,0.6563540959987066,0.019232989893150254,,0.7506707292372519
486,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,,-0.2959022300939319,-0.1796935873291886,0.48648080204153316,,0.17051369545114936,0.8091254203577436,0.964674517740131
487,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,,0.4396764404687154,-0.6418127424903427,-0.4336282468064018,,0.9060923660137967,0.3470062651965895,0.04456546889219615
488,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,,-0.4202230619714525,-0.1929926577065344,-0.43095360013198036,,0.046192863573628784,0.7958263499803978,0.04724011556661756
489,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,-0.5157525038771247,-0.38341085071639613,-0.522746778211741,,0.30602967434069706,0.08300507482868513,0.4660722294751912,
490,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,-0.24694829033765875,-0.35975447247102116,,0.375559124882715,0.574833887880163,0.10666145307406011,,0.8537528405813128
491,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,-0.69073440143825,0.4501651588670104,,-0.28647708773255265,0.1310477767795717,0.9165810844120916,,0.19171662796604527
492,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,-0.6780331095281618,,-0.391680084572037,0.3591221795135126,0.14374906868965998,,0.5971389231148951,0.8373158952121105
493,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,-0.4707748890377843,0.29797609419341214,-0.5874973257286118,,0.35100728918003743,0.7643920197384935,0.4013216819583204,
494,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,-0.5399428959922498,-0.35158012079006695,-0.5887546897755673,,0.281839282225572,0.11483580475501431,0.4000643179113649,
495,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,-0.352167255076001,,-0.6522369538044965,0.28737133909614027,0.46961492314182074,,0.33658205388243567,0.7655650547947381
496,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,-0.25621056944335885,0.43160003591840873,-0.5535114636958556,,0.5655716087744629,0.8980159614634899,0.43530754399107663,
497,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,0.12791262524139552,0.2615788345631725,-0.46673895228304185,,0.9496948034592172,0.7279947601082537,0.5220800554038904,
498,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,,0.1985564564464254,-0.26909923146369175,-0.3786562062170831,,0.6649723819915067,0.7197197762232405,0.0995375094815148
499,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,-0.29334245234635936,,-0.3916267319855751,0.2739047784470085,0.5284397258714624,,0.597192275701357,0.7520984941456064
500,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,-0.13202675977012723,,-0.16659268593342436,-0.34968682560375736,0.6897554184476945,,0.8222263217535078,0.12850689009484056
501,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,-0.5826521279410419,-0.25299827464594216,,-0.29393833595229585,0.2391300502767798,0.2134176508991391,,0.18425537974630207
502,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,,0.3909860080432311,-0.6166186048680252,0.3196443303492876,,0.8574019335883123,0.372200402818907,0.7978380460478856
503,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,-0.6675039608706598,,-0.27330394748334025,-0.4727564768297085,0.15427821734716196,,0.715515060203592,0.005437238868889416
504,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,-0.18193890828005277,0.14484961106786703,,0.13980373141387287,0.639843269937769,0.6112655366129482,,0.6179974471124707
505,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,,0.3626493987709512,-0.45693516724728594,-0.47602719584223624,,0.8290653243160324,0.5318838404396462,0.0021665198563616817
506,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,-0.1235511388886592,-0.16170363544535116,-0.40237436439005014,,0.6982310393291625,0.3047122900997301,0.5864446432968821,
507,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,-0.36625442862394336,0.5227739957123023,,-0.16185909950469546,0.4555277495938784,0.9891899212573836,,0.31633461619390246
508,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,-0.2339354974445113,0.38541900847384575,-0.44956502559633976,,0.5878466807733105,0.8518349340189271,0.5392539820905924,
509,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,0.1360501712770011,0.2753000477922542,-0.6285872173041153,,0.9578323494948229,0.7417159733373355,0.36023179038281694,
510,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,,-0.2903438727072633,-0.5476091479742479,0.4239600273636807,,0.17607205283781796,0.44120985971268434,0.9021537430622786
511,1768,"A Chinese man who has been left with a memory that lasts just five minutes has found the only way he can cope is to continually write down every detail of his life in a precious notebook. Chen Hongzhi, 25, from Hsinchu county, Beipu, suffered a serious head injury in a car accident when he was a teenager which has left him with virtually no memory, The People's Daily reports. He writes down everything - from the people he meets in the street to the weather - as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. Memory book: Chen Hongzhi uses the notebook to write down people he meets and what he does each day after being left with a five-minute memory following a car crash . Chen suffered the severe brain injury in a car accident when he was 17 and spent months in intensive care in hospital. While his body recovered, his memory loss is still so severe that he often forgets things that happened between five and 10 minutes ago. The debilitating condition also means that Chen cannot remember how to write properly, so he makes notes in a phonetic 'scrawl' that mostly only he understands. 'This is my record, I write in it everyday, even if it is pouring down with rain or if I don't go out to do the weeding I still l must write, ""Heavy rain"",' he said. 'Whenever I get home from any time away  I quickly grab my notebook and write down important things from the day - who I've met, what I've done, how much money I got from recycling bottles, all that sort of stuff.' Life record: Chen writes down everything from the people he meets in the street to the weather as his injury means he has to start from scratch each day. He has even developed his own language . Dependants: Chen Hongzhi with his mother Wang Miao-chiong, who starts the day by handing Chen his notebook and reminding him he is no-longer 17. They are reliant on each other following the recent death of his father . Every day when Chen wakes up, his mother, Wang Miao-chiong, must remind him that he is no longer 17 and eight years have passed. She hands him the notebook so he can read what has happened in his life since the accident and check important details like who his friends are and what needs to be done that day. Chen's story has spread online in China after it was compared to that of the fictional character played by Nicole Kidman in the film Before I Go to Sleep. His condition means Chen is unable to hold down a job so he raises a small amount of money by walking several kilometres collecting plastic bottles. Chen also collects wood that he and his mother use to make a fire to cook their food. His mother, 60, said the practical system has kept Chen going for years, but she worries about what will happen to him after she has gone, particularly given the recent death of his father. Guide to life: Chen Hongzhi, 25, has had to write everything down after he suffered brain injuries that left him with a five-minute memory, when he was 17 . They get by on donations from neighbours and friends in the tiny village in northern Taiwan's Hsinchu County, who have given Chen the nickname 'short memory man' because he forgets having met them within 24 hours. She said the family had initially hoped he would go back to school but soon realised there would be little point. 'It had been planned that would go back to school but there was no point as he could never remember the lessons, and has been living at home with me ever since.' Before the accident: Chen poses with a pony before a car accident left him with very little memory . Hard worker: Despite having very little memory, Chen collects firewood for his family to use in the stove . The pair are totally dependent on each other, with Chen having his mother there to reassure him about who he is and he, in turn, provides the physical strength to earn the money and carry out the household chores. A severe hit to the head can injure the brain and cause both short and long-term memory loss. Memory is easily damaged by brain injury because there are several structures in the brain are involved in processing information, storing it and retrieving it. Damage to those parts of the brain can result in memory loss. Head injuries can trigger memory loss of the period immediately after the accident. A person can appear to be relatively well, but everyday memory for events or conversations can be interrupted. They can also forget the time from before the brain injury – called retrograde and anteretrograde amnesia – and the gap in memory will range from a few minutes to a few months. But the most common – and the most troublesome - type of memory loss is short term memory loss. This can manifest itself in a variety of ways. Examples of this are forgetting what has just been said, having difficulty in learning a new skill, repeating the same question over and over, forgetting people's names, getting details mixed up, forgetting a change in routine and forgetting where things have been placed. There is no guaranteed cure for this type of memory problem, and rehabilitation will try to help a person cope using tried and tested strategies. However, memory is not like a muscle that can be developed just by stretching it. Source: Headway: The Brain Injury Association . After the death of his father, he was forced to step up his bottle collecting activities, where he was spotted by a traveller who was fascinated by his story, and posted on social media where it quickly spread. Beipu village chief, Liu Chin-ting, said the family receives monthly support from Hsinchu County's social welfare department, which is helping the family to get by. Welfare workers also make it a point to visit Chen and his mother during festive holidays, he said. But Liu said he believes the boy could still have a future if there was a medical facility that was prepared to take in and give him proper physiotherapy and training. He said: 'He needs to get some preparation because his mother won't be there forever, and maybe they can get to the point where he can even hold down a regular job'. The family have been flooded with offers of people wanting to send money but Chief Liu, who is helping to negotiate, said what they really need now is is practical everyday donations like tissue paper, rice, salt and soy sauce. He said: 'Once the basics are sorted out, perhaps it might be possible to look at taking the time to find something more for the mid-term and long-term, but at the moment they just need to survive.' Chen meanwhile is clearly happy, as his diary notes that kind donations of money have been flooding in and he's very happy that people want to help. He knows he is destined to forget everything, but also knows that nothing he can do about that except keep his sense of humour. He said: 'I am reading here about all the people that want to give me money, but I would say don't give me too much, because it looks as if I'll probably forget where I put it all.' In the film Before I Go to Sleep, 40-year-old Christine Lucas, played by Nicole Kidman lives a life where she wakes up every day forgetting what has gone on the day before. In a remarkable similarity, she has to remind herself by writing notes each day about what has happened to her since the car accident. Alike: Chen's story has led to comparisons between himself and Holywood blockbuster Before I Go to Sleep (2014), starring Nicole Kidman as Christine Lucas and Colin Firth as Ben Lucas .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,11.1,83.8830303030303,1493.0,54.11985018726592,0.8217821782178217,0.46641592554508127,0.9888190076869322,0.4781937156985979,0.0005212874516500566,4.32824971105042,-0.6392547260825021,,-0.5373146479716471,0.3300688614247123,0.18252745213531962,,0.45150435971528513,0.8082625771233103
512,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,,-0.11758628546291595,0.2061902311059725,0.16212456883577125,,0.004599133295538682,0.6073083303372793,0.2870666003463367
513,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,0.5266449907995752,0.6201026087542492,,0.3527794690786469,0.8929816244629415,0.7422880275127038,,0.47772150058921237
514,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,-0.12371028213974464,,-0.11418900881013949,0.24241274154085063,0.2426263515236217,,0.28692909042116727,0.36735477305141606
515,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,0.1794482139402403,,0.3961644644840563,-0.11707001091005265,0.5457848476036067,,0.7972825637153631,0.007872020600512813
516,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,0.34925141555310885,0.1915902233965923,,0.4722911210126621,0.7155880492164752,0.31377564215504694,,0.5972331525232275
517,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,,0.5616990628559242,-0.22044639345259318,0.18506323650099032,,0.6838844816143789,0.18067170577871358,0.3100052680115558
518,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,0.52664966255077,0.3541793568848701,,0.6138901269718626,0.8929862962141363,0.47636477564332474,,0.7388321584824281
519,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,0.4865372486680429,0.6899867742820105,,0.6073775531530259,0.8528738823314093,0.8121721930404652,,0.7323195846635914
520,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,-0.32427711541456383,0.1427803016375507,0.2540684562119915,,0.0420595182488025,0.26496572039600536,0.6551865554432983,
521,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,0.20003393792826207,0.3246911138335032,,0.43083617598240154,0.5663705715916284,0.4468765325919578,,0.555778207492967
522,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,,0.24002377904939737,0.21350567731966208,0.5264011643841779,,0.362209197807852,0.6146237765509688,0.6513431958947434
523,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,-0.22701127974704927,0.41807607336559455,,0.3529244802919349,0.13932535391631706,0.5402614921240492,,0.4778665118025004
524,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,-0.3446717267273255,0.3573426785513273,,0.6560350829193027,0.02166490693604084,0.4795280973097819,,0.7809771144298682
525,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,,0.4837756068486354,-0.3589422861637058,0.3538886282960595,,0.6059610256070901,0.04217581306760093,0.478830659806625
526,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,0.2768469561126982,0.26319779495407586,,0.17726960910439143,0.6431835897760645,0.3853832137125305,,0.30221164061495687
527,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,-0.12303755408893738,0.4642578800993248,,0.6373452357478446,0.24329907957442895,0.5864432988577795,,0.7622872672584101
528,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,0.3363889324494255,0.3507356044651234,,0.3872467199299626,0.7027255661127918,0.47292102322357804,,0.5121887514405281
529,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,0.44548436003670505,0.24304064656538832,0.44430075648770706,,0.8118209937000713,0.36522606532384294,0.8454188557190139,
530,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,0.49266047669727414,0.13086730007404584,0.4918288678639168,,0.8589971103606404,0.25305271883250047,0.8929469670952235,
531,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,-0.12910656196715672,0.24276417996950972,0.14449034791298337,,0.2372300716962096,0.36494959872796434,0.5456084471442901,
532,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,,0.1420344751471701,0.2669100357436227,0.3803686899457911,,0.2642198939056247,0.6680281349749295,0.5053107214563566
533,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,0.2530203831872796,0.49277207329922723,,0.6441708007302014,0.6193570168506459,0.6149574920576819,,0.7691128322407669
534,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,0.18220101923446602,,0.39272090615584865,0.4769609090877209,0.5485376528978323,,0.7938390053871553,0.6019029405982863
535,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,-0.11374191167613662,0.4645144688208902,,0.3530567814115635,0.2525947219872297,0.5866998875793449,,0.477998812922129
536,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,0.5531933840704939,0.16089763401925536,0.10823906075866285,,0.9195300177338602,0.28308305277771,0.5093571599899696,
537,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,0.6092560858615763,0.36024080451654783,0.20448159688337114,,0.9755927195249426,0.48242622327500245,0.6055996961146779,
538,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,0.5795418796436025,,-0.2646371995339913,0.3480062864529071,0.9458785133069688,,0.13648089969731547,0.4729483179634726
539,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,0.20486370889377475,0.5687786759083953,,0.4839078330856266,0.571200342557141,0.6909640946668499,,0.6088498645961921
540,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,0.6322232924691278,0.12445362727808741,,0.32996928423531535,0.9985599261324941,0.24663904603654205,,0.45491131574588084
541,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,0.11188928877574345,,-0.3276960140543661,0.5006143017829914,0.4782259224391098,,0.07342208517694065,0.6255563332935569
542,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,0.5371229370266823,0.3977591295829762,,0.2344765766287057,0.9034595706900487,0.5199445483414309,,0.3594186081392712
543,3057,"Beyond ascertaining this, and having been the bearer of Ada's letter,
and being (as I was going to be) Richard's companion back to London,
I had done no good by coming down. Admitting this to myself with a
reluctant heart, I said I would return to the hotel and wait until he
joined me there, so he threw a cloak over his shoulders and saw me to
the gate, and Charley and I went back along the beach. There was a concourse of people in one spot, surrounding some naval
officers who were landing from a boat, and pressing about them with
unusual interest. I said to Charley this would be one of the great
Indiaman's boats now, and we stopped to look. The gentlemen came slowly up from the waterside, speaking
good-humouredly to each other and to the people around and glancing
about them as if they were glad to be in England again. ""Charley,
Charley,"" said I, ""come away!"" And I hurried on so swiftly that my
little maid was surprised. It was not until we were shut up in our cabin-room and I had had time
to take breath that I began to think why I had made such haste. In
one of the sunburnt faces I had recognized Mr. Allan Woodcourt, and I
had been afraid of his recognizing me. I had been unwilling that he
should see my altered looks. I had been taken by surprise, and my
courage had quite failed me. But I knew this would not do, and I now said to myself, ""My dear,
there is no reason--there is and there can be no reason at all--why
it should be worse for you now than it ever has been. What you were
last month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better. This
is not your resolution; call it up, Esther, call it up!"" I was in a
great tremble--with running--and at first was quite unable to calm
myself; but I got better, and I was very glad to know it. The party came to the hotel. I heard them speaking on the staircase. I was sure it was the same gentlemen because I knew their voices
again--I mean I knew Mr. Woodcourt's. It would still have been a
great relief to me to have gone away without making myself known, but
I was determined not to do so. ""No, my dear, no. No, no, no!"" I untied my bonnet and put my veil half up--I think I mean half down,
but it matters very little--and wrote on one of my cards that I
happened to be there with Mr. Richard Carstone, and I sent it in to
Mr. Woodcourt. He came immediately. I told him I was rejoiced to be
by chance among the first to welcome him home to England. And I saw
that he was very sorry for me. ""You have been in shipwreck and peril since you left us, Mr.
Woodcourt,"" said I, ""but we can hardly call that a misfortune which
enabled you to be so useful and so brave. We read of it with the
truest interest. It first came to my knowledge through your old
patient, poor Miss Flite, when I was recovering from my severe
illness."" ""Ah! Little Miss Flite!""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.5,55.07088624338625,652.0,43.96396396396396,0.36633663366336633,0.12218541875845464,0.40111809923130676,0.12494203151056546,0.00011058334050487528,0.9181734762119794,0.44796445724360284,,0.2695744521428185,0.20796081973157807,0.8143010909069692,,0.6706925513741253,0.3329028512421435
544,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,-0.6226735983357851,,-0.3443823600142733,0.1780973030032495,0.08029669869391787,,0.6290627832421907,0.86002825531424
545,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,0.18411484909271741,0.19687756422712743,,0.2755732047618284,0.8870851461224203,0.5708976594747599,,0.9575041570728189
546,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,-0.4806812469773319,0.1443481818569733,-0.14111260444199158,,0.22228905005237104,0.5183682771046056,0.8323325388144724,
547,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,0.22838654822677834,,-0.30291356285534515,0.17158127929234418,0.9313568452564813,,0.6705315804011189,0.8535122316033348
548,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,-0.10258992158616465,0.3856073108447866,,-0.6362554819846356,0.6003803754435383,0.7596274060924191,,0.045675470326354994
549,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,-0.42657757952641706,0.35952869291549283,,-0.6723965659283969,0.27639271750328587,0.7335487881631253,,0.00953438638259363
550,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,,0.3985686458810038,-0.11632377900613355,0.3045208073808659,,0.7725887411286363,0.8571213642503305,0.9864517596918565
551,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,,0.5214617455462455,-0.2579041265490975,-0.2810987627233078,,0.8954818407938778,0.7155410167073666,0.40083218958768274
552,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,-0.24349284254569808,,-0.1374031236300447,-0.4003871357255691,0.45947745448400484,,0.8360420196264193,0.28154381658542144
553,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,-0.34440579064552324,,-0.4996585170840676,-0.4785236235198461,0.3585645063841797,,0.4737866261723964,0.20340732879114443
554,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,,-0.35403282942215286,-0.2675649327839926,-0.2707122564097827,,0.01998726582547955,0.7058802104724714,0.41121869590120785
555,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,-0.21719628408975022,0.33148403214987565,,-0.21590393035840172,0.4857740129399527,0.705504127397508,,0.4660270219525888
556,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,-0.15500049335014943,,-0.2635285652283277,0.21376221387481892,0.5479698036795535,,0.7099165780281363,0.8956931661858094
557,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,,0.1468982803458056,-0.13132236039132572,-0.36465849280192675,,0.520918375593438,0.8421227828651383,0.3172724595090638
558,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,,0.24633600584211118,-0.6343054164673226,-0.5196483613286984,,0.6203561010897436,0.3391397267891414,0.16228259098229214
559,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,,0.25907001546927316,-0.5295649665757426,0.31388901134813435,,0.6330901107169056,0.44388017668072144,0.995819963659125
560,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,0.27037616775929735,,-0.5437581347272549,0.18878875816276147,0.9733464647890002,,0.42968700852920916,0.8707197104737521
561,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,-0.1296290325125865,0.3755330527551758,,-0.1303972452139308,0.5733412645171164,0.7495531480028081,,0.5515337070970597
562,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,-0.47380460975401273,,-0.5165118932298016,0.12546023141460555,0.2291656872756902,,0.4569332500266624,0.807391183725596
563,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,,-0.31209085365983197,-0.39229878253891476,-0.4072901769543978,,0.06192924158780044,0.5811463607175493,0.27464077535659276
564,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,-0.4381194461886169,0.30778494665417333,,0.1395840462529076,0.264850850841086,0.6818050419018058,,0.8215149985638981
565,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,,0.35429050666902795,-0.21448311780595525,-0.14366560037464648,,0.7283106019166603,0.7589620254505087,0.5382653519363441
566,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,-0.30369356238505285,0.5862255157413125,,-0.6665966422910083,0.3992767346446501,0.960245610988945,,0.0153343100199822
567,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,,-0.3476105465273706,-0.12763794848415477,-0.5139965157125493,,0.0264095487202618,0.8458071947723093,0.1679344365984412
568,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,0.12879827156321594,0.44563757129185944,-0.5693626601902398,,0.8317685685929188,0.8196576665394919,0.4040824830662242,
569,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,-0.6616796340281262,,-0.691211723636508,0.254984151833683,0.04129066300157669,,0.28223341961995607,0.9369151041446735
570,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,0.27796955394124284,,-0.5751363792421763,0.12104518893871324,0.9809398509709457,,0.3983087640142877,0.8029761412497038
571,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,-0.4980490930122631,0.5420411520818436,,-0.40130885390274085,0.20492120401743985,0.916061247329476,,0.2806220984082497
572,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,0.1636816493181022,0.2207052650830837,,0.2604804370725143,0.8666519463478051,0.5947253603307161,,0.9424113893835049
573,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,,-0.3721613703420882,-0.10964143591455866,0.242979076590993,,0.001858724905544229,0.8638037073419054,0.9249100289019836
574,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,-0.6558085002558491,0.49240731590522346,,-0.47476166829101035,0.04716179677385379,0.8664274111528558,,0.2071692840199802
575,2479,"This is the incredible moment a woodpecker was caught on camera giving a small weasel a lift on its back. The stunning photograph shows the tiny brown animal clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, amateur photographer Martin Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the bird as its next victim. Scroll down for video . The incredible photograph shows the tiny brown weasel clinging to the back of the green woodpecker as it takes flight across Hornchurch Country Park in east London. It was captured by photographer Martin Le-May, who had been enjoying a walk through the park with his wife . Although all appears rather amicable in the incredible image, Mr Le-May said the small mammal had actually pounced on the woodpecker as his next victim. However, instead of falling prey, the bird decided to take flight with the animal on its back and soared through the sky . Mr Le-May, a project manager from Essex, managed to capture the action photo during a walk with his wife Ann yesterday. He later posted the photograph on Twitter with the caption: 'Took this picture earlier today. Heard woodpecker in distress, then flew up with weasel on back.' The image has now gone viral online after thousands of users shared the 'one-in-a-million' snap on social media. The 52-year-old, who enjoys photography as a hobby, told MailOnline: 'We decided we fancied popping out yesterday afternoon and my wife has never seen a green woodpecker in the wild before and I knew of this place so we just went there for a walk. 'We had been there for about 20 minutes, and had seen some other birds, when we heard this sort of distressed squawking. 'Out of the bushes flew a woodpecker so I said to my wife: ""There's a green woodpecker"". 'It flew in front of us and we could see it through the trees. It was hopping around on the ground acting very, very strangely and still making this squawking noise. The small weasel could be seen clinging to the back of the woodpecker, with its arms wrapped around the bird's body, as it took flight . Following a tumble in the grass of the East London park, the green woodpecker managed to escape the small weasel who later ran off . 'I decided to pick my camera up to have a look and just as I picked up the camera it flew off so I just started snapping at it as it came across in front of us.' It was at that point  Mr Le-May said he noticed the small animal on the back of the bird and realised it was either a stoat or a weasel. He said: 'I said to my wife: ""It has something on its back and I think it's a stoat or weasel"". 'The bird landed about 20 metres in front of us and I said to my wife that there's a chance this weasel could eat the woodpecker. 'But as we walked towards it, I think we distracted the weasel and the woodpecker flew off back into the bushes where it had originally come from. It initially settled down on the grass but then a few seconds later it flew off into the trees. Mr Le-May, 52, (pictured) who enjoys photography as a hobby, said the response to the action photograph had been 'outstanding' and 'absolutely mind-blowing' 'We walked further up to where it had all happened and couldn't see any sign of the weasel so I assume it had ran back off into the grass, hungry.' 'It looked as good as it could have considering it had just escaped being eaten by a weasel.' Mr Le-May, who has two grown-up daughters, said he only realised how remarkable his picture was when he downloaded it from his camera onto his computer. He said he had never taken a photograph quite like the one he captured of the woodpecker and said the response had been 'absolutely mind-blowing'. He added: 'I did get quite excited, I must admit. You look at it and your first reaction is ""ooh I've taken a picture"" and then the second thought is ""I've taken a picture of a woodpecker with a weasel on its back"". It's quite outstanding. 'I think Ann was quite excited to see a woodpecker and see it in the context of being attacked by a weasel and then quite excited that my photograph has been seen by more than a million people. 'I personally think I've taken photos of better quality before, but they don't have any drama in. I've not taken anything like this before. 'For over a million people to see your work is quite mind-blowing and outstanding.' Mr Le-May  used his Canon 70D camera and his 300m f2.8L lens to take the picture and usually just takes photos of wild birds at Rainham Marshes bird reserve in Essex. He added: 'I usually go there once a week and see lots of robins, chaffinches, blue tits, grey tits, coal tits and wetland birds. 'The only weasel I had ever seen before this was when my wife were driving back from London and one ran across the road in front of us at Hackney Marshes.' Richard James, a wildlife advisor for the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, said: 'These are an incredible set of images. 'Weasels are ferocious predators and often attack prey much larger than themselves. 'In this case the weasel appears to have targeted the woodpecker due to the fact the green woodpeckers often spend a lot of on the ground eating ants so is very susceptible to attack. 'If this had been a weaker bird I'm sure the attack would have been successful but this woodpecker was strong enough to take flight with the weasel on his back. 'It was pretty fortunate to escape. 'Green woodpeckers are relatively common but to see it in a mid-air battle like this is incredibly unusual. 'This is truly a one-in-a-million shot.' Mr James said he believed the weasel would have weighed about 190grams and been about 32cms long. Mr Le-May's image is much like the one taken by grandmother-of-four Andree Siwadi, 70, who spotted a frog clinging to the back of a goldfish in her garden pond in Winton, near Bournemouth in Dorset, in April last year. She took a photo of the incredible moment the amphibian hitched a ride from one side of the pond to the other (pictured) and said he had 'never seen anything like it before in her life' From Buzz Lightyear to the 'weasel' John Terry: Internet reacts to stunning action photo with series of hilarious memes . The internet was awash with hilarious memes this afternoon following the emergence of Martin Le-May's incredible photograph. Elliot Wagland posted one meme featuring Toy Story's Buzz Lightyear (left) while AngryBritain.com posted one of John Travolta (right) on Twitter . Fans were quick to replicate the photo and turn it into a meme with the addition of a famous face, including one featuring Miley Cyrus in her infamous Wrecking Ball get-up (left) and another of Will Smith's son Jaden, crouching while topless on the small mammal and bird . One meme by Ben Lloyd/Techwriteuk replaced the weasel with Chelsea captain John Terry (left), while another by @Tee_Lichtenrade superimposed Gandalf, from Lord of the Rings, onto the back of the green woodpecker. The memes have been circulating on Twitter . One Twitter account, @sklueche, added Russia's Vladimir Putin to the back of the small weasel (left) while Christopher Hooton from The Independent added one featuring The Rock (right) Another meme circulating online this afternoon featured a range of animals on top of the woodpecker including an elephant and a lion .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.9,76.14948571428572,1471.0,59.97723823975721,0.7029702970297029,0.3740200952476324,0.973445143256464,0.6819309523109905,0.0003902661500238669,3.2403798436481672,0.20038708075240458,-0.21668630933538663,,-0.5174337621515177,0.9033573777821076,0.15733378591224578,,0.16449719015947284
576,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.2534087693261123,,-0.3089565227635674,-0.28961492205091516,0.5188684583966598,,0.47441175117074424,0.6109469173008468
577,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.5615668028190087,-0.29700765730706236,-0.3638569057497784,,0.21071042490376346,0.4293249551833186,0.4195113681845332,
578,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,,-0.44029347406169533,-0.28823616800178015,-0.3911294590401193,,0.2860391384286856,0.4951321059325315,0.5094323803116426
579,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.32648864271358896,-0.6170455303901929,-0.39651935675388483,,0.4457885850091832,0.109287082100188,0.3868489171804268,
580,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.16611139834864386,0.14989517515096867,,-0.6479302275610057,0.6061658293741283,0.8762277876413496,,0.2526316117907562
581,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.5276392466450875,-0.5723959223334062,,-0.4804604208293154,0.24463798107768464,0.15393669015697475,,0.42010141852244653
582,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.5330651246698308,-0.531106001799567,,-0.6893979731227396,0.23921210305294138,0.19522661069081393,,0.21116386622902228
583,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.6252132095568419,,-0.39114338648928554,-0.39368784322069317,0.1470640181659303,,0.3922248874450261,0.5068739961310688
584,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.5976880595471052,,-0.4550919372430199,-0.5899458139012264,0.17458916817566694,,0.32827633669129175,0.31061602545053557
585,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,,-0.33868350728780805,-0.2086402034441216,-0.5642335995137158,,0.3876491052025729,0.57472807049019,0.33632823983804616
586,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,,0.18627604270564363,-0.5029085225812462,-0.5658324281244012,,0.9126086551960246,0.28045975135306545,0.3347294112273608
587,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,0.12372896100325576,0.13216911472791143,-0.3787006949524725,,0.896006188726028,0.8585017272182924,0.40466757898183914,
588,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.5415393088584097,-0.6394205511624417,,-0.6409930470458721,0.23073791886436246,0.08691206132793927,,0.2595687923058898
589,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.3730526811751112,,0.18283135296606173,-0.5564006280715847,0.399224546547661,,0.9661996269003734,0.3441612112801772
590,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.2458184517489544,-0.33322265526735356,0.12754374447208366,,0.5264587759738177,0.3931099572230274,0.9109120184063952,
591,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.6973056742358155,,-0.44952087169865984,-0.5105673221377068,0.07497155348695672,,0.3338474022356518,0.3899945172140551
592,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.12410718261849374,-0.17347240738655922,,-0.4253537097002719,0.6481700451042784,0.5528602051038217,,0.47520812965149
593,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.6304594639511124,0.1948666135650196,,-0.11211787877143709,0.14181776377165978,0.9211992260554005,,0.7884439605803248
594,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,,-0.565412134487207,-0.6668941345050521,-0.35224196355239556,,0.160920478003174,0.11647413942925955,0.5483198757993664
595,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,,-0.562789035353433,-0.6949528239363679,-0.21670237238065337,,0.1635435771369479,0.08841544999794371,0.6838594669711086
596,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.6441140317319312,-0.3799291350951956,,-0.5579214487262919,0.12816319599084103,0.34640347739518534,,0.34264039062547
597,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.6388985305610454,-0.10425968785363149,-0.24839654119380777,,0.1333786971617268,0.6220729246367495,0.5349717327405039,
598,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.44943920347507904,-0.6522164559525012,,-0.38695994868805256,0.32283802424769314,0.07411615653787973,,0.5136018906637094
599,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.5448466439890947,0.10479822466384797,,-0.543603007100238,0.22743058373367753,0.831130837154229,,0.3569588322515239
600,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.6326648639014469,-0.3909722721951856,-0.39978202715036815,,0.13961236382132525,0.33536034029519535,0.3835862467839435,
601,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,,0.20102073831222472,-0.6012953749759274,-0.6673911409908058,,0.9273533508026057,0.1820728989583842,0.23317069836095616
602,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.6865143993150148,-0.5888848236389675,-0.22849252434028128,,0.0857628284077574,0.1374477888514134,0.5548757495940304,
603,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.1276418817394357,,-0.4807860719778555,-0.4101192126607003,0.6446353459833365,,0.30258220195645613,0.49044262669106164
604,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.6540202215918153,,0.20497573517434636,-0.48351621317319843,0.11825700613095691,,0.9883440091086579,0.4170456261785635
605,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.15213574832458687,,-0.6084059773643797,-0.3506575307184482,0.6201414793981853,,0.1749622965699319,0.5499043086333137
606,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.4817746660332794,-0.6733833595938641,,-0.18464059040516345,0.2905025616894928,0.05294925289651686,,0.7159212489465985
607,1685,"The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards after receiving a chilling death threat over the sacking of Jeremy Clarkson. Tony Hall and his wife Cynthia have been guarded round the clock at their home since a terrifying email was sent to the BBC just hours after he took the dramatic decision to drop the controversial Top Gear star. Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police. Scroll down for video . Tony Hall, the Director General of the BBC, leaves his home escorted by security officers . Lord Hall was placed under protection immediately after the BBC received the death threat . Lord Hall leaves his Oxfordshire home as a personal protection security van remains parked outside . The Mail on Sunday has learned that the BBC's head of security put out an urgent appeal for ex-Special Forces personnel to take part in the top-secret operation to protect Lord Hall, at a cost to licence payers estimated at more than £1,000 a day. A security source told this newspaper: 'There was a sudden urgency on Wednesday to find an eight-man security team to protect the Director-General of the BBC. 'A select group of close protection officers were approached and told that, as a direct result of the Top Gear punch-up and Jeremy Clarkson being sacked by the BBC, the DG had received a death threat. 'Some of the operation was visible, as a deterrent, while other bodyguards would have kept a very low profile.' Closely guarded: Lord Hall arrives back at his home in with security minders standing by . Under protection: Last night Scotland Yard confirmed officers were investigating the 'threat to kill' made on Wednesday, after the BBC decided it was 'credible' and alerted police . On alert: The Director-General of the BBC is being protected by an elite squad of bodyguards . Our exclusive pictures show that within hours of the death threat being made, Lord Hall and his wife were under close guard at their £1.5 million Oxfordshire home. At 10.30am on Thursday, two men sat in unmarked Mercedes cars parked on double yellow lines outside Lord Hall's 18th Century townhouse, occasionally mounting patrols around the nearby streets. At 4.40pm one of the cars, a saloon, pulled up outside the front door and the driver waved to the driver of the other car, an estate. Lady Hall emerged from their house and was escorted to the saloon and driven off, before the car returned without her. At 9pm that evening the two men in the Mercedes cars were relieved by a team from a leading provider of security services. A Ford Transit Connect van marked London Protection Services Ltd drew up outside the house and two black-clad men sat outside the property overnight. Security team members keep a close eye on Lord Hall's wife Cynthia as she escorted from the property . The firm, which has 1,000 operatives from military, Special Forces and police backgrounds, charges £300 per man, per shift. At 6am on Friday, Lady Hall came out of her front door to speak to one of the security men, who then joined her inside the house. Lord Hall, dressed down in a green Barbour jacket, black jeans and walking boots, then emerged and drove a mud-spattered Jeep to the front door. He filled up the boot of the off-road vehicle, watched by the bodyguards, before his wife joined him and they drove off together. It is believed they went to their second home in the West Country for the weekend after Lord Hall's most turbulent week at head of the BBC since he took over two years ago in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal. The Director-General became a target after taking the final decision to axe Clarkson, the BBC's biggest star, from his £1 million-a-year role presenting the Corporation's biggest global money-spinner. Overnight shift: The guards remained stationed outside the property throughout the night . Two security team members hired to protect Lord Hall and his wife stand guard beside unmarked cars . He decided not to renew the 54-year-old's Top Gear contract after an internal investigation found that he had punched producer Oisin Tymon in a 30-second physical assault, following a prolonged verbal tirade. The 'fracas' was over the lack of a hot meal after a day's filming. North Yorkshire Police are investigating – but although Mr Tymon does not want them to press charges, he has been the subject of sustained abuse from Top Gear fans who blame him for Clarkson's sacking. One Twitter user said they hoped Mr Tymon 'visits the morgue very soon' while another wrote: 'Tony Hall BBC director, I wonder if Oisin's and your head can stop a bullet!!! just wondering.' The chilling email was sent to the BBC just hours after Lord Hall announced Jeremy Clarkson (pictured) was being sacked . An insider said: 'With less than 12 hours' notice the close protection officers were asked if they could go to the DG's house to protect him and his family. The job was described as a ""fastball"", which meant that an immediate response to the threat was required. The threat was also regarded as credible. 'On that basis, requests for close protection officers to make themselves available for this job were put out on Facebook pages and groups which are strictly for approved and highly qualified security personnel. A number of close protection officers came forward and were briefed about the threat to Tony Hall. 'The security operation took various forms, including personal security at home and following his car when he was driving. ' Lord Hall has received a death threat before. In 1999 he went into hiding under police protection following a call that said he would be 'next' after the murder of Jill Dando. At the time, Lord Hall was chief executive of BBC News. The new threat is the most serious made to a senior Corporation figure since a decade ago, when BBC 2 controller Roly Keating had to go into hiding after being accused of blasphemy for screening the Jerry Springer opera, which depicted Jesus in a nappy. Scotland Yard said last night: 'Police in Westminster are investigating an allegation of threats to kill. The allegation was reported to police on Wednesday. Enquiries continue. No arrests have been made.' The BBC added: 'We wouldn't comment on security matters.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,105.63809523809525,1199.0,66.26281453867661,0.7722772277227722,0.726332612490381,0.7833682739343116,0.9005618393517619,0.00030608798320111007,2.5414485245188168,-0.4491031894342499,,0.13853440662674738,-0.21183471197958642,0.32317403828852226,,0.9219026805610591,0.6887271273721756
608,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,0.3363186944849861,,0.46835501509840305,-0.3093801517529261,0.7719622588414217,,0.9281733239733156,0.1235326060313704
609,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,0.26577285117734184,-0.5435149676024779,,-0.2111972762856086,0.7014164155337774,0.02304094443721494,,0.2217154814986879
610,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,0.12409801739054038,-0.2903442703940503,-0.3216129038779447,,0.559741581746976,0.2762116416456425,0.13820540499696793,
611,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,0.46993687975605036,0.40071148178623,,0.3409854614660823,0.905580444112486,0.9672673938259229,,0.7738982192503787
612,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,0.29582792892811016,-0.29185368038003473,,0.31892024006599645,0.7314714932845459,0.27470223165965807,,0.7518329978502929
613,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,0.5207523240911646,0.1391401854928283,,0.18721035750500625,0.9563958884476003,0.705696097532521,,0.6201231152893028
614,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,-0.27594051822850163,0.23387941896329728,,-0.31649891747435654,0.159703046127934,0.8004353310029901,,0.11641384030993995
615,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,,-0.35120412046104854,0.5259865398743793,-0.12659034655449986,,0.21535179157864426,0.9858048487492919,0.30632241122979664
616,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,-0.2933363173688359,-0.28517982296317096,-0.10767404591715812,,0.14230724698759972,0.28137608907652184,0.35214426295775453,
617,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,0.226931140622196,0.1115500398554275,0.3313260554046652,,0.6625747049786317,0.6781059518951202,0.7911443642795779,
618,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,0.19734700719062848,-0.5242299654231612,,-0.38833036922350894,0.6329905715470641,0.04232594661653155,,0.044582388560787556
619,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,0.49373871431687055,0.19511014146790445,0.14609350319321307,,0.9293822786733061,0.7616660535075972,0.6059118120681257,
620,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,-0.33110546002582575,-0.3337564003879623,,0.49064949146569864,0.1045381043306099,0.23279951165173052,,0.9235622492499951
621,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,-0.43504539766001077,0.10875320114234827,0.31562217834517825,,0.0005981666964248733,0.675309113182041,0.7754404872200908,
622,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,,-0.392375993000571,-0.2595460949698038,0.43246694725977525,,0.17417991903912178,0.20027221390510885,0.8653797050440717
623,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,,-0.17709334248670333,0.4880961283686942,0.27675595329947594,,0.38946256955298947,0.9479144372436068,0.7096687110837725
624,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,0.48329059688569553,-0.2013488277664664,-0.3402693020602773,,0.9189341612421311,0.3652070842732264,0.11954900681463537,
625,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,0.131320528177595,-0.4212507745366353,-0.21790171663177485,,0.5669640925340307,0.1453051375030575,0.2419165922431378,
626,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,0.1389969088086725,0.31594662548849656,,0.5131690082186187,0.5746404731651081,0.8825025375281894,,0.9460817660029152
627,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,-0.33545954385343824,,-0.43723530115434756,0.4512195181928818,0.1001840205029974,,0.022583007720565096,0.8841322759771784
628,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,-0.14863895473941657,0.13833771027409508,,0.11096297801022786,0.28700460961701907,0.7048936223137878,,0.5438757357945243
629,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,-0.19048969511624123,,0.5117722711441708,-0.20136366336027894,0.24515386924019442,,0.9715905800190834,0.23154909442401755
630,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,0.14805651303913087,0.41171941488832514,,-0.10277015908097709,0.5837000773955665,0.978275326928018,,0.3301425987033194
631,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,,-0.15922953958961067,-0.44008234524252293,-0.10739401267179416,,0.40732637245008213,0.01973596363238972,0.32551874511250234
632,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,,-0.13990922207270012,0.5369766104056471,0.4075161263171017,,0.4266466899669927,0.9967949192805599,0.8404288841013983
633,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,0.4408701089431015,0.1416560778475719,-0.4265704302571058,,0.8765136732995371,0.7082119898872647,0.03324787861780687,
634,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,0.5044080808012084,-0.2736654176966918,-0.3769089276902762,,0.940051645157644,0.292890494343001,0.08290938118463648,
635,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,-0.19607738520903192,,0.5385636555716957,0.45359838223702703,0.23956617914740372,,0.9983819644466083,0.8865111400213235
636,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,-0.10929330966216277,0.41765305421350646,,0.3607052037195117,0.32635025469427287,0.9842089662531992,,0.7936179615038081
637,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,,-0.4692717045612471,0.24664979232207807,0.48630642833529064,,0.09728420747844568,0.7064681011969907,0.9192191861195871
638,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,,-0.45933599658449936,-0.36721027187785293,0.44243595887496884,,0.10721991545519344,0.09260803699705972,0.8753487166592653
639,3852,"Being
a well-bred man he had not (like another recent ducal visitor) come to
the dinner in a shooting-jacket; but his evening clothes were so shabby
and baggy, and he wore them with such an air of their being homespun,
that (with his stooping way of sitting, and the vast beard spreading
over his shirt-front) he hardly gave the appearance of being in dinner
attire. He was short, round-shouldered, sunburnt, with a thick nose,
small eyes and a sociable smile; but he seldom spoke, and when he did
it was in such low tones that, despite the frequent silences of
expectation about the table, his remarks were lost to all but his
neighbours. When the men joined the ladies after dinner the Duke went straight up
to the Countess Olenska, and they sat down in a corner and plunged into
animated talk. Neither seemed aware that the Duke should first have
paid his respects to Mrs. Lovell Mingott and Mrs. Headly Chivers, and
the Countess have conversed with that amiable hypochondriac, Mr. Urban
Dagonet of Washington Square, who, in order to have the pleasure of
meeting her, had broken through his fixed rule of not dining out
between January and April. The two chatted together for nearly twenty
minutes; then the Countess rose and, walking alone across the wide
drawing-room, sat down at Newland Archer's side. It was not the custom in New York drawing-rooms for a lady to get up
and walk away from one gentleman in order to seek the company of
another. Etiquette required that she should wait, immovable as an
idol, while the men who wished to converse with her succeeded each
other at her side. But the Countess was apparently unaware of having
broken any rule; she sat at perfect ease in a corner of the sofa beside
Archer, and looked at him with the kindest eyes. ""I want you to talk to me about May,"" she said. Instead of answering her he asked:  ""You knew the Duke before?"" ""Oh, yes--we used to see him every winter at Nice. He's very fond of
gambling--he used to come to the house a great deal."" She said it in
the simplest manner, as if she had said:  ""He's fond of wild-flowers"";
and after a moment she added candidly:  ""I think he's the dullest man I
ever met."" This pleased her companion so much that he forgot the slight shock her
previous remark had caused him. It was undeniably exciting to meet a
lady who found the van der Luydens' Duke dull, and dared to utter the
opinion. He longed to question her, to hear more about the life of
which her careless words had given him so illuminating a glimpse; but
he feared to touch on distressing memories, and before he could think
of anything to say she had strayed back to her original subject. ""May is a darling; I've seen no young girl in New York so handsome and
so intelligent. Are you very much in love with her?"" Newland Archer reddened and laughed. ""As much as a man can be."" She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade
of meaning in what he said, ""Do you think, then, there is a limit?"" ""To being in love? If there is, I haven't found it!"" She glowed with sympathy. ""Ah--it's really and truly a romance?"" ""The most romantic of romances!"" ""How delightful! And you found it all out for yourselves--it was not
in the least arranged for you?"" Archer looked at her incredulously. ""Have you forgotten,"" he asked
with a smile, ""that in our country we don't allow our marriages to be
arranged for us?""",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,7.2,92.26476190476191,736.0,52.818035426731086,0.43564356435643564,0.5665559120396928,0.45981830887491265,0.4329127577842965,0.00015848349856088437,1.315888488551023,-0.3242016933901042,,-0.4301276529050708,-0.3683769438713546,0.11144187096633146,,0.029690655969841828,0.06453581391294189
640,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,0.15372019827270783,0.18333525913778098,-0.26770497785790015,,0.7378786141142919,0.7513451283420134,0.27317552528675393,
641,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,,-0.3943272856283201,-0.10725884741155028,0.14105732576242874,,0.17368258357591226,0.4336216557331038,0.9789508682433119
642,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,,0.3846911447915348,-0.3945660606897191,-0.32429218769245616,,0.9527010139957672,0.14631444245493497,0.5136013547884271
643,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,-0.2825522462745883,0.4039330119972285,,-0.4353838560198338,0.3016061695669957,0.9719428812014608,,0.4025096864610494
644,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,,-0.13883355625345378,-0.13877641064765128,-0.5293231983506218,,0.42917631295077857,0.4021040924970028,0.3085703441302614
645,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,0.1769324324067692,-0.5565115077820102,-0.5012703993828193,,0.7610908482483532,0.011498361422222159,0.039610103761834825,
646,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,,0.39464322855653616,0.3816720494335745,-0.22745047735834295,,0.9626530977607686,0.9225525525782285,0.6104430651225403
647,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,0.27035804906065714,0.16585561052992231,,-0.19312879141783434,0.8545164649022412,0.7338654797341546,,0.6447647510630489
648,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,-0.4160048408665069,-0.3092555851240749,0.31450686653728216,,0.1681535749750771,0.25875428408015744,0.8553873696819363,
649,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,0.3037941555051434,-0.397581613329621,0.1453422477408557,,0.8879525713467273,0.17042825587461136,0.6862227508855098,
650,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,,0.24201736101619548,0.1270642120383233,-0.5237264036626272,,0.8100272302204279,0.6679447151829774,0.314167138818256
651,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,-0.5590842807544907,-0.47245076203280373,,0.11868565960784178,0.02507413508709333,0.09555910717142863,,0.9565792020887249
652,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,-0.41893089266397887,0.22001105007984673,0.3522803474545792,,0.16522752317760514,0.788020919284079,0.8931608505992332,
653,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,0.15125422083334222,,-0.3323403769521792,-0.5034234568576365,0.7354126366749263,,0.20854012619247486,0.33447008562324676
654,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,,0.40246543551400965,0.39315541253242187,-0.19377441535070183,,0.970475304718242,0.9340359156770759,0.6441191271301814
655,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,-0.5208975990602656,-0.21000755744462585,,-0.6894590882398708,0.06326081678131845,0.3580023117596065,,0.14843445424101243
656,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,0.10878795632849386,,0.381413915601066,-0.23867413772373158,0.6929463721700779,,0.92229441874572,0.5992194047571516
657,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,-0.5068459485096869,,-0.2848351216364213,-0.194713418710577,0.07731246733189712,,0.2560453815082328,0.6431801237703062
658,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,0.2576409275465073,,-0.20657330585056632,-0.6705302776772749,0.8417993433880913,,0.33430719729408775,0.1673632648036083
659,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,-0.3528490411065752,,-0.447294066036448,-0.3998886872508075,0.2313093747350088,,0.09358643710820608,0.4380048552300757
660,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,,-0.10295305342418964,-0.47773661911392423,-0.5730931820812698,,0.4650568157800427,0.06314388403072985,0.2648003603996134
661,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,-0.204522935714739,-0.2788201493467827,-0.25389888750777506,,0.379635480126845,0.2891897198574497,0.286981615636879,
662,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,,0.26947938701672053,-0.2681072523746663,-0.16669557268490676,,0.8374892562209528,0.27277325076998776,0.6711979697959765
663,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,-0.313269432551478,-0.5236634780512452,,-0.3107460742966414,0.270888983290106,0.04434639115298711,,0.5271474681842419
664,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,0.36347378065590413,,0.39333761885089763,0.10142255357137148,0.9476321964974881,,0.9342181219955517,0.9393160960522546
665,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,-0.10049912763499025,-0.14580021693507428,,0.1477591453529989,0.48365928820659376,0.4222096522691581,,0.985652687833882
666,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,,-0.4829971453703157,0.2818622222804659,-0.5870856565717737,,0.08501272383391667,0.8227427254251201,0.2508078859091095
667,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,,-0.3996421314630049,0.21078594928192979,-0.11912755842219824,,0.16836773774122743,0.7516664524265839,0.718765984058685
668,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,-0.35186890754823924,,-0.3020860246846835,-0.25482487207354304,0.23228950829334477,,0.2387944784599706,0.5830686704073402
669,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,-0.32115031379802406,-0.3455201351611896,,-0.37059116104460005,0.26300810204355995,0.22248973404304273,,0.46730238143628317
670,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,-0.36339935331583395,0.21679841010735418,,-0.2603394407709911,0.22075906252575006,0.7848082793115865,,0.5775541017098922
671,803,"A former mayor and her daughter have been banned from owning animals after they kept almost 70 pets in squalid conditions at their home. Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard, 63, and her daughter Maria, 24, kept a menagerie at their cramped semi-detached property in Horncastle, Lincolnshire. Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs, five mice, two rats, a cat, two dogs, four domestic ducks, a goose and 22 chickens, a parrot and two ferrets. Squalid conditions: Pamela Ann Crisp-Beard (left), 63, and her daughter Maria (right), 24, kept a menagerie . Investigation: Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals . Variety: Their pets included 15 rabbits, a golden pheasant, two guinea pigs,  a goose and 22 chickens . Neighbours contacted the RSPCA in January last year over concerns about the animals and officers discovered they were living in appalling conditions. Their home was in such a state that welfare officers said it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces. The duo were found guilty of six animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court in December last year. Yesterday they were banned from keeping animals for life and given an 18-month conditional discharge at the same court. Pamela Crisp-Beard - who was Mayor of Horncastle between May 1997 and May 1998 - was also ordered to pay £10,000 towards the costs of the RSPCA prosecution. Home: The mother and daughter kept the animals at their cramped semi-detached property in Lincolnshire . Dog's breakfast: Their home was in such a state that welfare officers found it was ‘knee-deep’ in faeces . Conditional discharge: The duo were found guilty of animal welfare charges at Skegness Magistrates' Court . Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets. Pamela Crisp-Beard, who also served as a councillor between 2003 and 2011, told the court: ‘We love our animals. We always have done. All we have tried to do is look after them.’ The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden. RSPCA inspector Deborah Scotcher told the court when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine. Caged: Magistrates said they took into account that the offences were caused by ‘neglect rather than downright cruelty’ after the pair told the court they loved their pets . Dirty: An RSPCA inspector said when she visited the house her feet squelched on the hall carpets because they were sodden with urine . Last straw: Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces . Shocking mess: The court heard the pair kept some of their animals indoors, including in a bedroom, at their home, while others were left in the back garden . Shockingly, the rabbits had become so desperate to escape they had ‘created a network of tunnels’ through knee deep compacted faeces. Days gone by: Pamela Crisp-Beard in 1997 as Mayor of Horncastle with her daughter Maria, then seven . She gave the pair three days to improve the situation but when she returned there was no improvement. So the inspector came back a third time with two police officers and a vet on January 29 last year, and took the animals away. Pamela Crisp-Beard also pleaded guilty to two further charges of having a dog dangerously out of control in a public place. Jim Clare, prosecuting, said the first offence took place when a man was walking his poodle which was attacked by a lurcher-type dog owned by the Crisp-Beards. He added: ‘The lurcher had sunk its teeth into the poodle which was yelping and defenceless.’ The second incident involved a 13-year-old daschund which was also attacked by the lurcher while Pamela Crisp-Beard walked her two dogs. For these offences she was also given an 18-month conditional discharge and will also have to pay vet costs of £330 and a victim surcharge of £15. Ruth Harrop, defending, said both mother and daughter had suffered from mental and physical distress because of the case. She added: ‘Their inability to cope was neglect rather than cruelty. ‘They struggled to cope because of the sheer number of animals, many of which had been handed to them as rescues. They were not just pets but family members.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.7,92.38645833333334,852.0,64.46111869031378,0.584158415841584,0.5680098692042324,0.5408805031446541,0.8378935424808832,0.00015017851325770183,1.2469321955786983,,-0.17658646036294984,-0.3120085655196456,-0.22145019232070978,,0.3914234088412825,0.22887193762500846,0.6164433501601734
672,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,,0.20857819182976084,-0.3499442709135453,-0.37770463373647256,,0.9359294805196687,0.6500557290864547,0.4256066760324033
673,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.2090196943363709,,-0.5898615314698402,-0.12807486828239445,0.7909803056636291,,0.4101384685301598,0.6752364414864814
674,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.44266936636317383,-0.5539804733671843,-0.5309215897621045,,0.5573306336368262,0.17337081532272358,0.46907841023789554,
675,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.3884758152379239,-0.51891425146811,,-0.6138259832923254,0.611524184762076,0.20843703722179785,,0.18948532647655048
676,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.350034281716542,-0.13228918234740783,-0.5070801946969955,,0.649965718283458,0.5950621063425,0.4929198053030045,
677,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.6236650678377935,0.2067375732867786,-0.4038738042463282,,0.3763349321622065,0.9340888619766865,0.5961261957536719,
678,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.6771704930139454,-0.13701954369402503,-0.38315915144075263,,0.3228295069860546,0.5903317449958828,0.6168408485592474,
679,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.6339557438913657,,-0.19770282148298457,0.1028409331138797,0.36604425610863434,,0.8022971785170154,0.9061522428827555
680,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.3382921717626181,-0.1378699170694816,-0.6309065275582777,,0.6617078282373818,0.5894813716204262,0.3690934724417223,
681,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,,-0.5449194805792734,-0.17190716025384467,-0.5641479783371384,,0.18243180811063442,0.8280928397461553,0.2391633314317375
682,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.5119135840921297,,-0.3169899609215615,-0.21274656083387705,0.4880864159078703,,0.6830100390784385,0.5905647489349988
683,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.6327929721590766,,-0.38029172063004407,-0.3716354365875563,0.3672070278409234,,0.619708279369956,0.43167587318131956
684,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.11134142529189428,,-0.6291963840283751,-0.17292771847660493,0.8886585747081057,,0.3708036159716249,0.630383591292271
685,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.6428506396162783,-0.6787749052753789,-0.45782446283806166,,0.3571493603837217,0.04857638341452897,0.5421755371619383,
686,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.5950696382830823,-0.18028221480400275,,-0.19504911171966344,0.40493036171691765,0.5470690738859051,,0.6082621980492124
687,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,,-0.17462073447212378,-0.5782760944514592,-0.18052917361707432,,0.552730554217784,0.4217239055485408,0.6227821361518016
688,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.102628564226376,-0.18568599850843448,,0.14316487698659836,0.897371435773624,0.5416652901814734,,0.9464761867554743
689,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.6904888946608742,-0.13602553346888302,,-0.6570320151165652,0.30951110533912585,0.5913257552210248,,0.1462792946523107
690,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.42996149775054504,-0.5418237777254276,,-0.24747076692156644,0.570038502249455,0.18552751096448028,,0.5558405428473094
691,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,,-0.34459575569695083,-0.5323963088340643,-0.442649353452817,,0.382755532992957,0.4676036911659357,0.3606619563160589
692,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.6042760259869459,0.1842263628749204,,0.11476450035143487,0.39572397401305415,0.9115776515648282,,0.9180758101203108
693,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.35699267299015686,-0.44374499410074403,-0.2661657247238021,,0.6430073270098431,0.2836062945891638,0.7338342752761979,
694,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.40053480513543605,-0.614898707041909,,-0.5320531966236474,0.599465194864564,0.11245258164799887,,0.2712581131452285
695,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,,-0.42176948433296013,-0.6461067223446371,-0.5210694174052305,,0.3055818043569477,0.35389327765536294,0.2822418923636454
696,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.6444900272901433,-0.6220075830963026,,0.1965836605698092,0.35550997270985674,0.10534370559360529,,0.999894970338685
697,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.6986895142856507,-0.2065304107525494,-0.6152537811840656,,0.30131048571434926,0.5208208779373584,0.3847462188159344,
698,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.6438202639998224,,-0.3334441675099132,-0.6991165451546347,0.3561797360001776,,0.6665558324900869,0.10419476461424115
699,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.1635956812499163,,-0.5423981588017093,-0.16544527477502147,0.8364043187500837,,0.4576018411982907,0.6378660349938544
700,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,,-0.32627690882311194,-0.5106679153341335,-0.15035085494154388,,0.4010743798667959,0.48933208466586653,0.652960454827332
701,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,-0.29092870132692716,0.18669346124329161,,-0.5303365605379207,0.7090712986730728,0.9140447499331994,,0.2729747492309552
702,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,,-0.6189987950220601,-0.5392343499358913,-0.3375863000795527,,0.10835249366784772,0.46076565006410874,0.4657250096893232
703,1692,"The families of two Australian drug smugglers  today made the torturous journey to Indonesia's notorious 'Death Island' to say their final goodbyes before the pair are executed by firing squad. Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran were convicted of being ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the  island's airport for trying to smuggle 8kg of heroin to Australia. They have been on death row since 2005 and have now been transferred to Nusakambangan island where they are expected to be executed this week. Chan's mother Helen and brother Michael were today pictured at Yogyakarta airport as they made their way to the island via boat from Cilacap in central Java. They were accompanied by Sukumaran's mother Raji and sister Brintha, although it is not known whether they will be allowed to see the men as hoped tomorrow when visits are usually banned. Scroll down for videos . The family of condemned Australian drug smuggler Andrew Chan, his mother Helen (centre) and brother Michael (wearing pink shorts) arrive at Yogyakarta airport on Thursday to make the five-hour drive to Cilacap in central Java and take a boat to Nusakambangan island where Chan is waiting to be executed . Myuran Sukumaran's mother Raji (right) and sister Brintha (centre) on the tarmac at Yogyakarta, the closest main airport to the port town of Cilacap to which they will drive on Thursday afternoon . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja tried to visit Chan and Sukuraman on the island of Nusakambangan . Close friend Matius Arif Mirdjaja - who Chan considers family - told Daily Mail Australia that prison officers would not allow him to see the Australians when he went to Nusakambangan today. Earlier, a 'chilling' picture emerged of an Indonesian police chief posing with a smile on his face next to Chan on the flight to the island. In the photograph, Djoko Hariutomo, the police chief of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, grins as he stands with his hand on the shoulder of the convicted drug smuggler. In another picture, Hariutomo is seen with his hand on the shoulder of another condemned Australian, Myuran Sukumaran, on the same flight who gazed up at him as the camera flashed. Amnesty’s UK Director Kate Allen described the images as disturbing. She told MailOnline: 'The pictures of guards smiling while escorting their prisoners to Indonesia’s so-called ""Execution Island"" are chilling.' A smiling Djoko Hariutomo, the police commissioner of the Balinese capital of Denpasar, poses for a photo with his hand on the shoulder of condemned prisoner Andrew Chan on a plane taking him to 'Death Island' Surrounded by armed police officers officers and on the road of no return, 33-year-old Australia Myuran Sukumaran looks up at Bali police commissioner Djoko Hariutomo who posed with the two condemned Australians before their take off from Denpasar airport for the two hour flight . The planned executions of Sukumaran, 33, and Chan, 31, have caused diplomatic relations between Indonesia and Australia to fray. The pair are among a group of up to 11 convicts, mostly foreigners, due to be executed on the prison island of Nusakambangan. Chan and Sukumaran were convicted in 2005 as the ringleaders of the so-called Bali Nine, who were arrested at the holiday island's main airport for trying to smuggle 8kg (18lb) of heroin to Australia. The seven other members of the gang, all Australians, have been jailed in Indonesia. On Thursday, Indonesia rejected an Australian proposal for a prisoner swap made in an 11th hour effort to save the lives of Sukumaran and Chan. Indonesia's foreign ministry said there was no legal basis for Indonesia to act on the proposal that had been made by Australian Foreign Minister Julie Bishop. Last place on earth: This is Nirbaya, also known as 'Death Valley', the place where Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran will likely be taken for their executions and located up a winding dirt track around 3km from the prison where they are being held in isolation cells . 'Basically Indonesia does not have any regulation or legal framework regarding a prisoner swap,' said Indonesian foreign ministry spokesman Armanatha Nasir. 'This idea was put forward to our minister two days ago and we told them then.' Australian politicians held a candlelight dawn vigil outside parliament house in support of the men early on Thursday, when Bishop said she had spoken to Indonesia's foreign minister earlier this week. 'I raised the fact that there were Indonesian prisoners in Australian jails and whether there was an opportunity for us to consider a prisoner swap, a prisoner transfer or a clemency plea in exchange for a return of prisoners,' Bishop said. 'I just asked for a pause in their preparations for the execution of Mr Sukumaran and Mr Chan so that we could have officials explore these ideas,' she told Sky News Australia. Australia does not have the death penalty and a recent survey by the Sydney-based Lowy Institute think tank showed nearly two-thirds of the public disapproved of the executions. Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott said he had asked to speak again with Indonesian President Joko Widodo on Thursday. This is the spot to which the Indonesians took five foreign drug smugglers this year, tied them to three metre poles and executed them each with 12-member firing squads at around 12.40am local time  on Sunday, January 18 . It is not known how the prisoners will be transported to Nirbaya valley, as it lies down a narrow dirt track (above) amid dense vegetation in the middle of Nusakambangan Island off southern central Java . In an interview with Al Jazeera, Widodo said the men would be executed soon, but not this week. 'I am still convinced that the justice system in Indonesia, if you look at drug crime, is valid and based on facts and evidence,' he said. 'That's why when I rejected their clemency, I looked at their cases, how many drugs they were carrying.' Indonesia is expected to decide on the date for the executions in a few days, said Tony Spontana, spokesman for the attorney general's office. Widodo has adopted a tough stance against drug traffickers and others on death row, denying clemency appeals. Executions resumed in 2013 after a five-year gap and nationals from Brazil, Malawi, the Netherlands, Nigeria and Vietnam have been among those put in front of a firing squad. Meanwhile, an old school friend has revealed Andrew Chan never thought his impending execution would actually happen. The friend, who has known Chan since they met in Year 7 at Homebush Boys High in Sydney's west, told 9News the Bali Nine ringleader was calm when they spoke through text messaging application, Whatsapp. This weather beaten hut in Nirbaya or Death Valley sits near the sport where foreign drug smugglers were executed in January and where the Australian Bali Nine duo may be taken soon and put to the firing squad . Final journey: The jungle and rainforest of Nuskambangan prison island looms over the Barracuda armoured personnel van carrying Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran as they arrive off the police boat on Wednesday following their final plane flight, from Bali to Cilacap in southern Java . 'Even he thought it was never going to happen because he thought we're in the limelight - it'll cool down, it'll be alright,' Sami said. 'So I always said, 'yeah mate, definitely - you're in good hands'.' At least once during their exchange, Chan texted him 'all good bro'. Sami added Chan kept positive throughout the ordeal and said: 'I think he [Chan] was really expecting the Australian government to do a lot more.' The spot where the executions are due to take place is called Nirbaya, and it's located in a high spot amid the dense vegetation which runs along the spine of Nusakambangan. Situated quite high up amid hills in the island's centre, Nirbaya was also the place where the Bali bombers, Amrozi, Ali Gufron and Imam Samudra were executed in 2008, six years after they carried out the nightclub bombings which killed 202 people, including 88 Australians, 38 Indonesians and 27 Britons. A school friend of Chan's (left), who went to Homebush Boys High with him (Chan pictured right as a student), told 9News the Australian had been calm and stayed positive up until yesterday about his impending execution . Sami and Chan had been exchanging text messages on Whatsapp (pictured) up until Tuesday night . At the top of the hills surrounding Nirbaya, it is reportedly quite windy but offers a view of the Indian Ocean to the south. The lead up to execution in 'Death Valley' has been well documented. Under the implementation of death penalty procedures set in Indonesia's criminal act of 1964, the condemned prisoner is informed in their isolation cell at least 72 hours prior to the execution that it will be carried out. They are reportedly allowed three 'last requests' but these may only be in the form of final statements, such as that from Ms Andriani who wrote, 'Submission does not mean give up. Do the best, God will finish the rest'. Dressed in simple, white clothing, they are accompanied by a physician, clergy and an 'execution attorney' and taken to the clearing where a firing squad of 12 shooters is assembled for each prisoner. Shackled and handcuffed, Andrew Chan cut a sad figure as he was escorted by four faceless Indonesian police officers across the tarmac after being taken from Korobokan prison in Bali to their final destination, Death Island . Utter despair is etched on the face of condemned prisoner, Myuran Sukumaran, as he arrived at Cilacap airport in central Java, Indonesia, only 700km by plane but a world away from the comparative freedom of his art workshops inside Kerobokan prison on the island of Bali . This is the exterior of Batu prison on Nuskambangan island where special isolation cells away from non death row prisoners were prepared to hold Australians Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran ahead of their scheduled execution by firing squad . In the case of Nirbaya, the journey will be up a steep winding dirt track through trees and undergrowth. At a clearing, three metre high execution poles have been erected at separate spots for each prisoner. When the prisoners arrive and the firing squad is ready, the condemned person is asked whether they choose to be blindfolded and whether they want to be standing, sitting or kneeling for their execution. A black cross is marked over their heart and they are given three minutes to 'calm down' before the execution takes place. Although a clergyman of the prisoner's choice is meant to be allowed to take their last rites, Brazilian Marco Archer was reportedly denied access to Cilacap's Catholic priest Charles Burrows and was so stressed in his last hours he said that he wanted to die sooner, but eventually had to be dragged bodily from his cell for transport to Nirbaya.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,13.0,105.72335858585859,2039.0,63.466889259877576,1.0,0.7273512886899078,1.0,0.8033113097688759,0.0005703768783358779,4.735839220822794,,-0.6881702949733199,-0.23165636450743599,-0.4480722709482263,,0.0391809937165879,0.768343635492564,0.35523903882064956
704,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,-0.18971665234680446,0.20292028961047243,-0.4541681720284433,,0.3251348328017103,0.8474956355495566,0.3976836798234086,
705,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,-0.3736996687722345,0.32014719197146163,-0.6543668947391111,,0.14115181637628027,0.964722537910546,0.19748495711274072,
706,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,-0.11230815150743906,-0.24995068406823623,-0.6974333702699075,,0.4025433336410757,0.39462466187084805,0.15441848158194438,
707,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,-0.20783351876658734,,-0.5968413344484436,-0.4111850246387631,0.3070179663819274,,0.2550105174034083,0.283323357407596
708,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,,-0.33202051625832524,-0.26844298207749645,-0.522098096008144,,0.31255482968075904,0.5834088697743554,0.17241028603821507
709,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,-0.3379942428973213,0.13879341286159824,-0.3757376267826613,,0.17685724225119348,0.7833687588006826,0.47611422506919054,
710,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,,-0.494553567609351,-0.6931609761378422,-0.6213673669569917,,0.1500217783297333,0.15869087571400964,0.07314101508936743
711,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,0.13061947060367812,0.2689231580676436,-0.5138746892672312,,0.6454709557521929,0.9134985040067278,0.3379771625846206,
712,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,-0.422366996659305,-0.33367058945340206,,0.23957217496316113,0.09248448848920976,0.3109047564856822,,0.9340805570095203
713,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,0.22363759335110817,,-0.12779980196764296,-0.316115907087837,0.738489078499623,,0.7240520498842089,0.37839247495852213
714,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,0.10089653977178681,,-0.40053005556695465,0.22791391674789024,0.6157480249203016,,0.4513217962848972,0.9224222987942494
715,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,-0.47416874623985783,,-0.4790153137501603,0.2251018300306888,0.040682738908656924,,0.37283653810169154,0.919610212077048
716,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,0.437852439924673,,-0.2693549531343754,-0.33230491187936706,0.9527039250731877,,0.5824968987174765,0.36220347016699206
717,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,0.3535806944864513,0.32471486080754236,,-0.19695899504099174,0.8684321796349661,0.9692902067466267,,0.4975493870053674
718,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,0.1705828315085547,0.23500057532784563,-0.3492197814445288,,0.6854343166570694,0.8795759212669298,0.502632070407323,
719,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,-0.10774328100911812,-0.594619925959945,-0.4511454571917512,,0.40710820413939663,0.049955419979139326,0.40070639466010066,
720,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,-0.40155768915922097,-0.562578282587714,,-0.6263934728014934,0.11329379598929379,0.08199706335137025,,0.06811490924486574
721,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,,0.15110223483137647,0.12509493120146903,-0.12021191760481631,,0.7956775807704608,0.9769467830533209,0.5742964644415428
722,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,0.47924895361378145,0.11409503108443791,,-0.15686634964206958,0.9941004387622963,0.7586703770235221,,0.5376420324042895
723,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,0.2468739270090084,,-0.6885188005309515,-0.13194855422596952,0.7617254121575232,,0.16333305132090037,0.5625598278203896
724,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,-0.49749140892808147,,-0.5939522758150105,-0.2420255598479244,0.017360076220433285,,0.2578995760368413,0.4524828221984347
725,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,,-0.6337644320941382,-0.46480919268835885,-0.2136354481293169,,0.010810913844946035,0.387042659163493,0.4808729339170422
726,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,,0.2663383451301296,-0.38639353794142933,-0.11177039220680862,,0.9109136910692139,0.4654583139104225,0.5827379898395505
727,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,-0.2616878239217486,-0.3708262213321583,,-0.24494989405176765,0.25316366122676615,0.27374912460692596,,0.44955848799459147
728,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,,-0.5770786287882802,-0.25601457345905076,-0.1283058159620406,,0.06749671715080408,0.5958372783928011,0.5662025660843185
729,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. 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730,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. 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731,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,-0.3248626512587549,0.33856029895683565,,-0.4807014339287097,0.18998883388975984,0.9831356448959199,,0.21380694811764944
732,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,-0.17764253914028233,,-0.6185239494828879,-0.362961144471694,0.3372089460082324,,0.23332790236896395,0.33154723757466514
733,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,0.2951041324027654,0.27567444572050853,,-0.6103327378558233,0.8099556175512801,0.9202497916595929,,0.0841756441905358
734,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,0.22276432459591328,-0.13623300937670668,-0.17774560851358157,,0.7376158097444281,0.5083423365623776,0.6741062433382703,
735,2109,"When you first enter your hotel room, it's tempting to immediately head toward the minibar, brew yourself a cup of coffee or raid the toiletries that have been supplied for you. But, before you get carried away, there are a few things that you should know. Your stately room is likely not as clean as you believe it to be. And those goodies you're eager to try out? They may not actually be free. MailOnline Travel reveals the most important things to know about your hotel room, including those that no one will ever tell you... Hotel rooms may appear clean, but there are certain areas the cleaning staff don't often have time to inspect . Beware when touching the television remotes and light switches . A study by the University of Houston revealed that the most touched places in the room such as television remotes and bedside lamp switches are often the least cleaned. Results found that in some cases, they had as much bacteria as bathroom toilet seats and sinks. That's enough for us to remember to pack our hand santizer whenever we travel! Pack your sanitizer for items like remotes and light switches which are hot spots for germs . Drinking from the bathroom glasses . You may be tempted to quench your thirst when you arrive and use the bathroom glasses for a drink. However in an expose by Fox News, it was revealed that many hotel maids do not wash them out with soap before the next guest checks in. Hidden cameras revealed glasses that were rinsed only with water, or that were wiped down with a cloth that had previously been used for cleaning the room. Use bottled water, or request plastic cups from reception to be safe. Think before you snuggle up in the blankets . Due to a lack of seating area in some hotels, the bed becomes the place where most people sit, eat, and perform other, ahem, intimate activities. Some mothers even change their child's nappies on the blankets, too. While you have no need to worry about items that get washed daily, some of the smaller blankets may not get replaced that often. It is advisable to check user comments before staying at a hotel so that you are aware of the experiences of other guests. Don't assume that everything is free . Everyone loves to stock up on the hotel-provided shampoo, shower cap and biscuits, but guests should never assume that everything is up for grabs. While pens and brochures are often free to use and take, items such as bathrobes, slippers may not be. Travelodge have noted a number of items being taken out their rooms that are supposed to remain. Shakila Ahmed, Travelodge spokeswoman said: 'Since we have introduced our new brand design and modernised our rooms, we have seen a significant rise in our fluffy pillows, snuggly duvets, striped bed runners and contemporary artwork being taken from our 500 UK hotels. 'There have even been attempts to smuggle our new luxurious king size Travelodge Dreamer bed out of the hotels.' Don't threaten to leave a bad TripAdvisor review in change for perks . Unfortunately, some people resort to blackmail to receive upgrades and free perks, in exchange for not writing a negative comment on the hotel's TripAdvisor page. If you are tempted to use this technique, take note: hotels have a way of proactively reporting any threats before a corresponding review is submitted. A spokesperson for the online review site said: 'It is absolutely against the terms and spirit of our site to use TripAdvisor's name to try and claim discounts or freebies that would not be available to other guests. 'Our fraud detection experts will then investigate and, where we find evidence of threatening behaviour, take action to stop their reviews from ever reaching the site.' The mini bar items are extremely over-priced for what you get, bring your own snacks for guilt-free feasting . Keep your name and room number private . Telling other guests your full name and room number can lead to unwanted visitors and charges finding their way to your room. Set your own wake up call . On occasion, the front desk will forget to call you for your 3am flight reminder. Eliminate the risk and set your phone alarm yourself. Take hand santizer . Even if the room passed the cleaning inspection, there are still corners that the staff may not have reached. Keep yourself protected and always carry a bottle on trips. Request the top floor or a corner room . The top floor rooms tend to have higher ceilings, better views and less noise than other rooms. Corner rooms also tend to be larger - regardless of the floor its on. Tip generously . Leaving a little something for the staff gives a great impression and shows that you're grateful for their service. Plus, it doesn't hurt for them to remember your generosity when you have a request during your stay. Don't go crazy with the minibar . When you're nice and cosy, it can be tempting to see what the minibar has to offer, as opposed to leaving the room to explore other snacking options. However, prices of items in the fridges are often exorbitant, and can leave you regretting that last little packet of peanuts when you get the bill. Before indulging, remember this: The 2014 TripIndex Survey found that average price for nuts in Switzerland, France, New York, Canada, Singapore and Sweden was over $10. Topping the leader board was Toronto, where the average bag of nuts cost an unbelievable $18.23. And don't add your own items . For savvy travellers who bring their own items instead of perusing the (expensive) minibar options, beware. You could still be hit with a large charge. Several hotels have a restocking fee to dissuade you from placing personal items in the fridge. Last year it was revealed that hidden fees were set to earn hotels £1.4bn in revenue add-ons, a six per cent increase from 2013. A study by  a professor at New York University's hospitality school noted that although these fees only add an extra two per cent in revenue, most of that money is pure profit for the hotel. Blogger Keri Anderson was horrified to find that there was a charge to placing personal items in the fridge . Be careful when using the coffee machine . An investigation by ABC News showed cleaners simply swirling the pots in water without properly cleaning them, which leads to a build up of bacteria. In Cincinnati, Ohio, one cleaner was found to have cleaned the pot with a bottle of Lysol mildew remover, and another was captured using the same cloth to clean the coffee maker as she had used to clean the bathroom floor. Always clean the machine yourself before use - even if it had been cleaned after the last user, it could have been sitting around collecting dust for a few weeks before you arrive.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.0,98.795,1297.0,60.3388357949609,0.5148514851485148,0.6445753459390843,0.8518518518518519,0.6945083820463591,0.00036063742034562796,2.994372501129749,,-0.3132701342758056,-0.2476804844939805,-0.4799080949085105,,0.3313052116632787,0.6041713673578714,0.21460028713784862
736,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,0.4054096180462094,-0.40358078474485193,,-0.6107147712890943,0.9994690239868034,0.14026739310148795,,0.3713649922663257
737,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,0.22663842569470732,-0.18642123663977067,-0.1102038548613708,,0.8206978316353013,0.3574269412065692,0.35800019824834267,
738,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,0.3416485204818654,,-0.30095755008502056,-0.19091067403975615,0.9357079264224595,,0.1672465030246929,0.7911690895156639
739,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,0.3307558508948966,-0.11057063960755031,0.23533491578396698,,0.9248152568354906,0.43327753823878956,0.7035389688936804,
740,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,0.24658274444222567,0.16184976491287867,0.13460675592868382,,0.8406421503828196,0.7056979427592185,0.6028108090383972,
741,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,0.338688564068329,0.148512958461185,-0.31405117735533905,,0.932747970008923,0.6923611363075248,0.15415287575437442,
742,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,0.14791127745138472,-0.12323190849975946,0.3062773372551046,,0.7419706833919788,0.4206162693465804,0.774481390364818,
743,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,,-0.5008905149668944,-0.3832074863340651,-0.595797017827396,,0.04295766287944547,0.08499656677564837,0.386282745728024
744,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,0.15807745054287176,0.17262852035350712,0.4454430350580418,,0.7521368564834658,0.7164766981998469,0.9136470881677552,
745,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,-0.1873750158889202,,-0.25531768817427414,-0.2000850041287276,0.40668439005167384,,0.21288636493543933,0.7819947594266925
746,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,-0.2526271081854585,0.17513993325424754,,-0.31974754768579816,0.3414322977551355,0.7189881111005874,,0.6623322158696219
747,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,-0.4816535634537194,-0.18948736924799364,0.18094664923678605,,0.11240584248687463,0.35436080859834623,0.6491507023464995,
748,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,-0.23914280690173617,0.3911496659970614,-0.1159046746895449,,0.35491659903885786,0.9349978438434012,0.35229937842016856,
749,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,0.24296914041364687,0.12260596969137505,0.49997040479654625,,0.8370285463542408,0.6664541475377149,0.9681744579062597,
750,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,,-0.5249746036217032,-0.1372177350454496,-0.5204509484439037,,0.018873574224636647,0.3309863180642639,0.4616288151115163
751,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,0.20442512836939736,-0.37722603772350327,,-0.5862885740575738,0.7984845343099913,0.1666221401228366,,0.3957911894978462
752,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,-0.49356691541560527,-0.29504257490962993,0.44053363844502663,,0.10049249052498876,0.24880560293670995,0.90873769155474,
753,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,0.19414156710484082,0.2940212666736303,-0.25266974164605616,,0.7882009730454349,0.8378694445199701,0.2155343114636573,
754,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,-0.4842167058273105,-0.27477159647387434,,-0.6382569469947996,0.10984270011328351,0.26907658137246554,,0.3438228165606204
755,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,,-0.23405133928355987,0.3593204793770067,-0.40426222864923833,,0.30979683856278,0.8275245324867202,0.5778175349061817
756,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,-0.4493597864003249,0.2439612712379356,-0.2664888884385586,,0.1446996195402691,0.7878094490842755,0.20171516467115486,
757,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,,0.15044514568328954,0.2644821598633083,-0.4727954740163298,,0.6942933235296294,0.7326862129730218,0.5092842895390902
758,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,,0.3554869593393149,0.29814867948228235,-0.27180875530375437,,0.8993351371856548,0.7663527325919959,0.7102710082516657
759,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,-0.392138033986873,0.1816040070244193,-0.30963904092129774,,0.201921371953721,0.7254521848707591,0.15856501218841573,
760,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,0.4055149094214702,0.15405256733219946,,-0.5271012862696292,0.9995743153620642,0.6979007451785393,,0.4549784772857909
761,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,-0.11092305101081207,-0.504173371270271,-0.39245926070587744,,0.48313635492978196,0.03967480657606892,0.07574479240383603,
762,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,,0.13663712550340618,-0.4182202440234568,-0.26726531950065,,0.680485303349746,0.04998380908625666,0.71481444405477
763,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,-0.40974334872894247,,0.517313658918483,-0.2853364779676893,0.18431605721165156,,0.9855177120281965,0.6967432855877307
764,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,0.31249503639829285,0.4147106275481141,,-0.27860501234817586,0.9065544423388869,0.958558805394454,,0.7034747512072441
765,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,0.2875159969040794,-0.25856104754683096,-0.2590861998613976,,0.8815754028446734,0.2852871302995089,0.2091178532483159,
766,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,0.18698339435446037,-0.36810247114567884,-0.10893733896882274,,0.7810428002950545,0.17574570670066103,0.35926671414089073,
767,2630,"Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after experts discovered a link with a rare form of cancer. France's National Cancer Institute said there was a 'clearly established link' between a specific type of implant and the disease. Experts said they have identified 18 cases of anaplastic large cell lymphoma since 2011, linked to silicone breast implants. Given the rarity of cases, the Institute said there is no need to recommend the removal of the implants. Breast implants in France will come with a health warning after 18 women were found to have a rare form of cancer after having an augmentation operation . 'This complication presents very infrequently,' the body said. France's health minister immediately sought to calm fears haunted by a similar scare in 2011. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products. The PIP implants were banned and the company eventually liquidated. 'We do not recommend that women carrying these implants have them removed,' Health Minister Marisol Touraine said. Anaplastic large cell lymphoma is a rare type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma - a blood cancer. It is a cancer of the lymphatic system, which forms part of the body's immune system. The rare disease is more common in children and young adults. It develops when abnormal white blood cells divide in an uncontrolled way. The cancerous white blood cells then travel to parts of the body, commonly the lymph nodes, spleen, bone marrow and blood and form a tumour. Symptoms of the disease include: . The disease makes up around three per cent of all non-Hodgkin lymphomas in adults and 10 to 30 per cent in children. It grows quickly and usually needs immediate treatment with chemotherapy. Some patients may also need radiotherapy or stem cell transplants. Source: Macmillan Cancer Support and Lymphoma Research Foundation . She urged women not to get 'carried away by excessive worry', about the implants. 'Our vigilance is absolute,' she said. Ms Touraine said no particular brand of implant was in question. However the Parisien Daily reported that 14 of the 18 cases of the rare cancer were found in women with breast implants made by US pharmaceutical company Allergan. Allergan said in a statement: 'The security of patients is our first priority.' It added the company is collaborating closely with the health authorities and the drug agency ANSM. The company added that all women aged 25 or over should have an annual health check. The head of the National Cancer Institute, Agnes Buzyn, said the increased detection rate could also be attributed to better screening. According to Francois Hebert, deputy head of the ANSM drugs agency, around 400,000 women in France have had breast implants. Of those 80 per cent had the procedure for cosmetic reasons, while 20 per cent had the operation following breast cancer. Almost 50,000 women in the UK and some 400,000 worldwide, were affected by the PIP scare came to light. There was uproar when it emerged the French firm Poly Implant Prothese (PIP) had been manufacturing implants using industrial grade silicone intended for use in mattresses. However a report into PIP scandal, published last May, found 'no convincing' medical data which suggests women with PIP implants should have them removed. French firm PIP sparked a global health scare in 2011, when plastic surgeons began reporting an unusual number of ruptures in their products . European health officials found no medical or toxicological evidence to justify removal. The European Commission's Scientific Committee on Emerging and Newly Identified Health Risks found no reliable evidence that ruptured PIP implants posed a health risk. They concluded a ruptured PIP implant posed not greater threat than a ruptured implant from another manufacturer. Their findings backed a 2012 review by NHS medical director Professor Sir Bruce Keogh, which concluded the implants were not toxic or carcinogenic. However Jean-Claude Mas, the founder of the company, was jailed for four years in 2013 for fraad, at a court in France.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,90.36412121212122,748.0,68.60643185298622,0.594059405940594,0.5438481778463399,0.46820405310971347,0.98207976355542,0.00011261181264104912,0.9350158803586308,-0.15640901320584033,0.17611350068637138,0.3348105085263285,,0.4376503927347537,0.7199616785327112,0.803014561636042,
768,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,0.19641989318132103,,0.4536087791493944,0.11679071567836924,0.6320634575377566,,0.7820504283457606,0.7038979201465432
769,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,-0.14781203365089196,0.1438143776591383,0.6479091899109117,,0.2878315307055437,0.5246496737602173,0.9763508391072779,
770,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,-0.2208396305541674,0.21308611126238958,0.5409420997186625,,0.21480393380226825,0.5939214073634685,0.8693837489150287,
771,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,,-0.3281967218648878,0.43634656364428864,-0.39653965608768094,,0.05263857423619117,0.7647882128406549,0.19056754838049295
772,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,,0.1741258615226553,0.5846094992887985,-0.2580429722031844,,0.5549611576237343,0.9130511484851647,0.3290642322649895
773,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,-0.3194635484242364,,0.6419247465225375,-0.10095869162752502,0.11618001593219923,,0.9703663957189037,0.48614851284064886
774,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,0.5510662120120224,0.49205055105001705,-0.29966904422563595,,0.986709776368458,0.8728858471510961,0.028772604970730253,
775,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,-0.2062300623101287,0.2668581884147001,,-0.30801087118394155,0.22941350204630695,0.6476934845157791,,0.27909633328423233
776,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,0.5028914050469079,-0.21552074818771474,,-0.5627409580117765,0.9385349694033436,0.16531454791336422,,0.0243662464563974
777,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,-0.36294233366071693,,0.3760031755309901,0.2106817059634663,0.07270123069571871,,0.7044448247273563,0.7977889104316402
778,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,-0.26810942769895224,,0.4613337296606776,0.11474410514003613,0.1675341366574834,,0.7897753788570439,0.70185130960821
779,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,0.141715449156532,0.5869917330490928,0.41248421756639003,,0.5773590135129676,0.9678270291501718,0.7409258667627563,
780,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,0.3481728449025093,0.4075355267770675,,-0.299535506985019,0.783816409258945,0.7883708228781465,,0.28757169748315486
781,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,0.4510519610192911,-0.19475220638207422,,-0.3262223591571391,0.8866955253757267,0.18608308971900475,,0.2608848453110348
782,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,-0.25929325644234447,,0.5659316644053387,-0.18736062024185052,0.17635030791409118,,0.8943733136017049,0.39974658422632336
783,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,-0.3865684647693412,0.390814580773446,,0.3893365321146229,0.04907509958709444,0.771649876874525,,0.9764437365827967
784,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,0.21151902785986598,-0.11172031737875149,0.2867757056664784,,0.6471625922163016,0.2691149787223275,0.6152173548628446,
785,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,0.32144638166998885,,-0.13589637741565788,0.2077748095803203,0.7570899460264244,,0.19254527178070832,0.7948820140484942
786,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,0.3645738992209818,-0.12700410908035475,,-0.35142453811580904,0.8002174635774175,0.2538311870207242,,0.23568266635236484
787,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,-0.22867950809700627,-0.36011843990149084,,-0.14393124456555395,0.20696405625942937,0.02071685619958813,,0.44317595990261993
788,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,-0.43436261431721257,,0.576686616662234,-0.1121883363822852,0.0012809500392230722,,0.9051282658586002,0.4749188680858887
789,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,0.2506466949083488,0.14185614792000362,,-0.43516099148388654,0.6862902592647844,0.5226914440210826,,0.15194621298428734
790,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,0.41935388395091766,-0.28748400015235914,0.39635943452612127,,0.8549974483073532,0.09335129594871983,0.7248010837224874,
791,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,0.3623668121095458,0.258976344911737,,-0.4515692827935763,0.7980103764659814,0.639811641012816,,0.1355379216745976
792,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,0.2738136070710466,0.5989805786352514,0.5320410907292459,,0.7094571714274822,0.9798158747363304,0.8604827399256121,
793,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,,0.5596311112511384,0.273993348849251,0.14258225617836945,,0.9404664073522173,0.6024349980456172,0.7296894606465434
794,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,0.4944359121166768,0.5182004562348255,,-0.2369901623420922,0.9300794764731124,0.8990357523359045,,0.3501170421260817
795,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,-0.16388946957276596,0.39438025842923385,,-0.3871971193234538,0.2717540947836697,0.7752155545303128,,0.19991008514472008
796,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,,-0.23906325059804537,0.4276542035602477,0.10588531499631598,,0.1417720455030336,0.756095852756614,0.6929925194644899
797,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,,0.13142532730816475,0.5988083851210191,-0.5638081764768896,,0.5122606234092437,0.9272500343173853,0.02329902799128425
798,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,0.3796426304494037,0.540692361298032,,-0.14655481129165648,0.8152861948058394,0.9215276573991109,,0.4405523931765174
799,5502,"i've been cutting my own hair since the eighth grade.  i like to keep it pretty short, so rather than spending $15 every month for what is essentially a buzz cut, i bought a pair of clippers and have been doing it myself ever since.  while this is wildly convenient (and has probably saved me a couple thousand dollars over the last 12+ years), it's generally a pain to clean up.  

to combat this, i've developed a system where i stand / kneel over the thick plastic hair-cutting bib that came with the clippers (the little cape they put on you at the salon), letting the hair fall and gather on that, and carefully emptying it into the trash when i'm done.

which brings us to yesterday.  i had a ceremony to attend and wanted to look fresh – and due to a recent move, i didn't have access to my normal bib hair-catch system.  so i laid a towel on the ground to catch all the hair, fired up the clippers, and went about my business.

as i finished my haircut, i decided to trim my beard as well.  

*gotta look nice and groomed for the night!  and, hey, my chest hair is looking a little out of control too, let's give that a trim.  and while i'm at it, let's just do the whole deal!*  

i grabbed my pube trimmer (i have a separate pube trimmer, i'm not an animal) and do a real nice, thorough manscape.  shaft, balls, gooch, ass, inner thighs, back.  by the end i'm feeling 5 pounds lighter.  the mass of body hair that has accumulated on the towel resembles a slumbering poodle.

at this point i realize i'm a bit behind schedule, so i quickly fold the towel up, taking care not to leave any openings for the hair to spill out, put the hair-towel in the cupboard beneath the sink, and hop in the shower.

fast forward to this morning, when i'm awoken by the ungodly shrieks of my girlfriend in the bathroom.  i jolt out of bed and open the door, revealing my lovely girlfriend, looking like the little monkey boy from jumanji.  **she used the hair-towel.**  my nasty body hair clippings are clinging to her wet skin, from her forehead to her knees. my pubes affixed themselves to her quivering lips, my ass hair congregating on her tits.  she screams ""what the fuck"" and all i can do is laugh.  she's spitting hairs out of her mouth and turns the water back on to try and rinse the hair off, but its those stubborn, coarse hairs that only seem to stay put in the shower.  she has to be at work in 30 minutes and still looks like hermione after the polyjuice potion.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.2,76.71991902834009,548.0,57.25108225108225,0.43564356435643564,0.38083529610107897,0.3284416491963662,0.5871072044681739,8.825386895343924e-05,0.732771873920406,0.5199273859491947,,0.2876662290313817,-0.20733030276560355,0.9555709503056304,,0.6161078782277479,0.37977690170257034
800,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,,0.5556654512811309,0.36761898035286683,0.1931671339794095,,0.8513058180421336,0.9196804758105888,0.8255460638305672
801,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,-0.4080692669646776,-0.226619650594667,,-0.5867031214432504,0.1562871686788867,0.06902071616633576,,0.04567580840790719
802,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,0.17390427520290314,0.32638655443908354,,-0.16024231093136238,0.7382607108464674,0.6220269212000863,,0.47213661891979525
803,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,-0.22619438002182607,,-0.307499786809331,-0.21277847047597642,0.33816205562173823,,0.24456170864839089,0.4196004593751812
804,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,,0.5245477866769763,0.26167507930152684,0.34577206475771066,,0.8201881534379791,0.8137365747592487,0.9781509946088682
805,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,,-0.23906181679742924,-0.27553594702423445,0.1622566503281037,,0.056578549963573505,0.2765255484334874,0.7946355801792613
806,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,-0.2138671148169281,0.5550251200860677,,0.3114544482532448,0.3504893208266362,0.8506654868470704,,0.9438333781044024
807,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,0.39393431795569084,-0.2404989041740554,-0.1869307436877824,,0.9582907535992551,0.055141462586947354,0.3651307517699395,
808,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,-0.35965840299379404,0.22824635128397686,0.19008373743643675,,0.20469803264977027,0.5238867180449795,0.7421452328941587,
809,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,0.1172286467359977,0.45927727903631055,-0.47966444658102847,,0.681585082379562,0.7549176457973132,0.0723970488766934,
810,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,-0.3538924117042117,0.48071065920194767,,0.28141140257932756,0.2104640239393526,0.7763510259629505,,0.9137903324304852
811,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,-0.21960336642890277,,-0.20164405837745836,-0.3053839196043353,0.34475306921466153,,0.3504174370802635,0.3269950102468223
812,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,-0.22122126804859604,0.37025583555835306,-0.1351225155268918,,0.34313516759496826,0.6658962023193558,0.41693897993083007,
813,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,-0.5118931775262553,,-0.10428754671507107,-0.3451783153877466,0.05246325811730901,,0.4477739487426508,0.287200614463411
814,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,0.28232982235489484,,0.28471057622276424,-0.38777402784125786,0.8466862579984591,,0.8367720716804861,0.24460490200989976
815,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,-0.5060801976074045,,-0.23642059203262333,0.20177512842834472,0.05827623803615978,,0.31564090342509854,0.8341540582795024
816,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,-0.3410411290657207,0.4186338081105796,0.34658720314846075,,0.2233153065778436,0.7142741748715824,0.8986486986061826,
817,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,0.30015217610530714,,0.13391590766913353,-0.2138525292063715,0.8645086117488714,,0.6859774031268554,0.41852640064478613
818,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,,-0.2610830344803785,-0.34323878222904336,0.2682311012361667,,0.03455733228062424,0.2088227132286785,0.9006100310873244
819,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,0.23752012638200054,-0.28160116504494015,-0.13845646888995494,,0.8018765620255648,0.0140392017160626,0.41360502656776693,
820,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,-0.24365072754123596,,0.19331838487215186,-0.46614655808735456,0.32070570810232835,,0.7453798803298737,0.16623237176380307
821,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,0.2748024140138006,,-0.2198523453994654,-0.4055405211234395,0.839158849657365,,0.33220915005825646,0.2268384087277181
822,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,,0.28809007914899143,0.22360188434176514,-0.3452839770560706,,0.5837304459099941,0.775663379799487,0.287094952795087
823,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,,0.20867970973731692,-0.3084429441366152,-0.6124913171185223,,0.5043200764983197,0.24361855132110666,0.019887612732635285
824,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,-0.5612251510552518,-0.11486476663983097,-0.22693646601692552,,0.0031312845883124663,0.18077560012117178,0.32512502944079635,
825,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,0.2744309587007761,,-0.3564291410702824,-0.45052127299513567,0.8387873943443405,,0.19563235438743948,0.18185765685602195
826,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,-0.2929665632204707,0.30074664519091854,-0.20112727783246148,,0.2713898724230936,0.5963870119519212,0.3509342176252604,
827,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,-0.45999530768866986,,-0.4288909045245188,0.13190616630413704,0.10436112795489444,,0.1231705909332031,0.7642850961552947
828,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,,0.2771981493089451,0.12097942368087394,0.27709379241412807,,0.5728385160699478,0.6730409191385958,0.9094727222652856
829,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,0.3467276430711714,,-0.5239359018189207,-0.17232259458282567,0.9110840787147356,,0.028125593638801183,0.46005633526833195
830,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,,-0.2818853004848998,-0.1123138045324592,0.253832386777666,,0.013755066276102956,0.43974769092526267,0.8862113166288237
831,1155,"Identical twin sisters have been sentenced to 30 years in jail after admitting to the brutal murder of their mother four years ago. Jasmiyah and Tasmiyah Whitehead were 16 when they stabbed their mother, Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, so violently that they severed her spinal cord. She also suffered stab wounds to her lungs, jugular and the back of her neck. The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school. 11alive said the 21-year-old sisters recounted chilling details of the knife attack in recent taped confessions, revealing that their mother told her daughters she hated them as she bled to death in the bathtub. Tasimyah Whitehead (pictured left) and identical twin sister Jasmiyah were sentenced to 30 years in prison after admitting to the brutal murder of their murder in January 2010 . The twins turned on their mother after getting into an argument on January 13, 2010, at their home in Conyers, Georgia, after getting up late for school . 'My state of mind at the time was defend yourself. It wasn't like a fight on the street, it was more like a fight until somebody dies,' said Jasmiyah during the interview. The twins told prosecutors they had gotten into a verbal argument with their mother that morning who was holding a pot at the time to threaten them. As the twins tried to take the pot away from their mother, the fight became  violent. During her filmed statement, Jasmiyah said: 'We all yelling, we all mad. Somehow, someway I don't know where she got it from, I don't even remember a knife block but she has a knife.' Jasmiyah admitted she broke a vase over her mother's head while Tasmiyah grabbed the pot and hit her with it. In the chaos, the knife ended up being held by Tasmiyah who stabbed her mother as her twin strangled her with a ribbon. Jasmiyah then took the knife and continued to stab her. The twins carried their injured mother to the bathtub which was filled with water. The twins  told police that they discovered the blood-soaked crime scene when they came home from school in January 2010 . Jarmecca Whitehead, 34, (left) had her spinal cord severed in the brutal attack by her two then 16-year-old daughters at their home . As she lay dying, her daughters watched and the mother told them she hated them,11alive reported. The twins watched their mother sink below the surface and knew that she was dead, they said in statements. After the murder, the girls collected their mom's purse and phone along with the pot and knife in a plastic bag, and then went to school. It wasn't until later that day that the girls summoned a Rockdale County Sheriff's deputy who was driving by their home. He found the victim submerged in the bathtub. The officer said at the time that he could 'smell the blood' in the air at the home. The teens lied and said they found their mother dead. Police initially treated them as victims but found that the 16-year-olds had cuts and bite marks, implicating their involvement in a vicious fight. Both girls originally pleaded not guilty when they were arrested and charged four months later. The twins both expressed regret that they had not called the police and helped their injured mother. The twins initially told the police that someone had killed their mother until their bodies were discovered wit cuts and bite marks . The family had a violent history prior before the fight which escalated to murder. Their mother had accused her daughters of smoking pot and being sexually active while they in turn had accused her of using illegal drugs. The twins got in a fight with their mother  in 2008 and were forced by a juvenile court to live with their great-grandmother, Della Frasier. They moved back with their mother a week before the murder. The twins had told a counselor that if forced to go back to their mother's home they would kill her, according to a prosecutor last year. Jarmecca Whitehead's mother , Lydia Whitehead, told the court in 2014 that she was heartbroken over her daughter's death but that she loves and forgave the twins. 'Unfortunately, my grandchildren never learned right from wrong … and that’s why we are here,' she said. 'They should be in college, not sitting somewhere in jail.' The mother with her identical twin daughters when they were children. The family had already had violent episodes and the girls sent to juvenile court prior to the murder .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,69.58909090909091,868.0,58.55263157894737,0.5643564356435643,0.29564036676100275,0.5520614954577219,0.6323789298511576,0.00013663894381711551,1.1345131505135102,-0.18507477496975072,-0.29237330598168176,-0.5432508087892359,,0.3792816606738136,0.003267060779320985,0.008810686668485945,
832,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,-0.44034950171016063,0.2965626687987701,,-0.46044910798517447,0.12400693393340367,0.7315605256746076,,0.14230383636850286
833,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,0.3464701951760237,,-0.19040531445755815,0.20864833410183908,0.910826630819588,,0.114276726073539,0.8114012784555165
834,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,0.26762316436985406,,0.5780904020309454,0.1871454332708598,0.8319796000134183,,0.8827724425620426,0.7898983776245372
835,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,0.3414081541380282,,0.4933956619484568,0.3970483063895582,0.9057645897815925,,0.798077702479554,0.9998012507432354
836,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,,-0.34365083268613184,0.30997293741224924,-0.13287471135925494,,0.09134702418970575,0.6146549779433463,0.4698782329944224
837,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,-0.4249878955864515,0.5353154504665925,-0.16421821842340412,,0.1393685400571128,0.97031330734243,0.14046382210769304,
838,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,,0.1371664896214993,-0.2541314171114842,-0.1242029444028544,,0.5721643464973369,0.05055062341961297,0.4785499999508229
839,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,0.11710464326287401,,0.6733359559758325,-0.16752897211801682,0.6814610789064384,,0.9780179965069297,0.4352239722356605
840,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,,0.18109447472607804,0.3839033831845989,-0.3913131421346734,,0.6160923316019156,0.6885854237156961,0.21143980221900394
841,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,-0.3345633572636917,0.17407341496106865,0.5406666432797667,,0.22979307837987262,0.6090712718369062,0.8453486838108638,
842,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,,0.41042465712921367,-0.1791482229013154,-0.5907349107692242,,0.8454225140050513,0.12553381762978175,0.01201803358445308
843,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,-0.3141857995303978,,-0.19405550180729897,-0.2618550475756889,0.2501706361131665,,0.11062653872379818,0.34089789677798843
844,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,-0.12249923774414195,0.24410861893001617,0.11484733626920299,,0.44185719789942235,0.6791064758058538,0.4195293768003001,
845,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,0.25831494761048274,,0.5848222243635086,-0.1513261429669318,0.8226713832540471,,0.8895042648946058,0.4514268013867455
846,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,,-0.16863256537870303,-0.20471678766388268,-0.5175119465807869,,0.26636529149713456,0.09996525286721447,0.0852409977728904
847,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,,-0.22716232393890926,-0.10095269138513971,0.3958030992285512,,0.20783553293692833,0.20372934914595744,0.9985560435822285
848,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,-0.41401566934452794,,-0.22573385832316067,-0.1389086682202404,0.15034076629903637,,0.07894818220793648,0.46384427613343693
849,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,0.13793462515811689,-0.14281551587033203,,0.22796668040225282,0.7022910608016812,0.29218234100550555,,0.8307196247559301
850,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,,0.5313318036966812,0.5547323482072026,-0.15087979497973603,,0.9663296605725188,0.8594143887382998,0.4518731493739413
851,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,-0.42063086297408747,-0.3551870107135637,-0.2610725286024098,,0.14372557266947683,0.07981084616227391,0.04360951192868734,
852,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,,0.17194930367142564,-0.2609107006641852,-0.17437648468060674,,0.6069471605472632,0.04377133986691195,0.4283764596730706
853,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,0.3842429735760761,0.24309269587013083,,0.2373691743597232,0.9485994092196404,0.6780905527459684,,0.8401221187134005
854,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,0.38134684418095804,,0.49347837067937456,-0.4154708123771649,0.9457032798245224,,0.7981604112104717,0.18728213197651244
855,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,,0.1790817151672086,-0.205134674173693,0.3670037566687158,,0.6140795720430462,0.09954736635740416,0.9697567010223931
856,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,-0.33241662553714146,0.447357505831597,,-0.34419754446777534,0.23193981010642284,0.8823553627074345,,0.258555399885902
857,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,0.38377042225773267,,0.20754828639941203,-0.51787952066335,0.9481268579012969,,0.5122303269305092,0.08487342369032735
858,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,0.17200089658244316,,0.3638012937405086,-0.1296715811111097,0.7363573322260075,,0.6684833342716058,0.4730813632425676
859,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,0.21100332083304935,,0.3068799069901344,-0.3379593862709549,0.7753597564766137,,0.6115619475212315,0.2647935580827224
860,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,0.30560428022422287,-0.1871053373490498,0.30132523504436803,,0.8699607158677871,0.24789251952678779,0.6060072755754652,
861,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,0.3197062731321862,0.11053696804082547,0.2041973105388903,,0.8840627087757504,0.545534824916663,0.5088793510699874,
862,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,0.1175964522455899,,0.30185300454407343,0.18562976631292077,0.6819528878891542,,0.6065350450751705,0.7883827106665982
863,2971,"An Oklahoma father has penned a sympathetic letter to a student who was last week caught planning a mass casualty attack on the high school that his son attends. Police became aware of the 16-year-old student after his friends alerted school authorities about worrying texts he had sent them, with a search of his home finding explosives, blueprints of explosives and plans to carry out a mass killing at Edmond North High School. Charles Martin's son, Michael, is a freshman at the school, which has 2,437 students. But rather than feel anger toward the student and his plan, Mr Martin, a writer, said he felt compassionate. He subsequently penned a letter to the boy titled 'To The Teen Who Planned To Kill My Son'. Scroll down to read the letter . Sympathetic: Charles Martin wrote a letter to a 16-year-old Edmond North High School student who was caught allegedly plotting to stage a mass killing at the school where Mr Martin's son goes . 'Instead of mourning, my son, his brother, and I are going to have a long, happy spring break,' Mr Martin wrote in the letter about his son, Michael (right) Compassionate: The letter was posted to Facebook after Mr Matin's company website crashed from all the clicks it was receiving . The letter is an attempt to understand what the teen was going through as he planned the alleged attack. It questions whether the area's harsh winter had anything to do with it, and suggests he may have never intended to actually go through with the plan. Mr Martin believes he may have wanted to get caught. 'The first thought just goes back to what it’s like being a teenager,' Mr Martin told KFOR. 'It’s a brutal, brutal time. 'Even if what he was going to do was monstrous, he is a human being. 'I hope he can find his way back to something even close to normal, that he can just survive this hole that he’s in and find something better on the other side.' Writer: Charles Martin said the first thing he thought about after hearing of the alleged plot was how 'brutal' it is to be a teenager . Scene: The 16-year-old allegedly planned to set off explosives at Edmond North High School in Oklahoma . The student is now being treated at an in-patient treatment facility. He has not been charged, but may get convicted on possession of explosives charges. He will not be returning the school. Mr Martin owns a small publishing company, and posted the letter to his website, Literati Press. It quickly went viral, causing the site to crash. He then posted it to Facebook, where it continues to circulate.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.5,81.25333333333334,514.0,57.70089285714286,0.5643564356435643,0.4349978568758376,0.30468204053109715,0.6027529443536773,8.955877155300315e-05,0.7436064802045852,0.4293033760295208,0.2683196103004178,,-0.4218316645119826,0.993659811673085,0.7033174671762554,,0.1809212798416947
864,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,0.606196558855667,,0.11941949625104326,-0.1647523336656437,0.8438203212319046,,0.37728113147116904,0.16050567211725877
865,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,0.4898781175488374,,0.17434625913594917,-0.20342580812877825,0.727501879925075,,0.432207894356075,0.12183219765412423
866,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,,-0.1469410057694478,0.49752842541714504,0.14378846974809734,,0.3420060460741196,0.7553900606372708,0.4690464755309998
867,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,0.2047626068440424,,0.3046112071388722,-0.18074864742985022,0.44238636922028,,0.562472842358998,0.14450935835305226
868,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,0.3205890067860728,,-0.235284555119931,-0.317434501538293,0.5582127691623104,,0.022577080100194796,0.00782350424460948
869,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,,0.13958099753892222,0.5896970913449127,-0.3213504329667009,,0.6285280493824896,0.8475587265650384,0.003907572816201577
870,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,0.6532798731837499,-0.40392424258713877,,0.26102580620345495,0.8909036355599875,0.08502280925642863,,0.5862838119863574
871,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,0.4487339143789493,0.11959933571417852,,0.5426615369086107,0.6863576767551869,0.6085463875577459,,0.8679195426915132
872,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,0.519935992849528,-0.10222526262516407,-0.17325704721870805,,0.7575597552257656,0.38672178921840333,0.08460458800141774,
873,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,0.5536107903323872,0.13456544523445935,,0.4191954673056696,0.7912345527086249,0.6235124970780268,,0.7444534730885721
874,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,0.5958781976669545,,0.5202715234764196,0.48695841351066316,0.8335019600431921,,0.7781331586965454,0.8122164192935657
875,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,,-0.2696804953307709,0.5493098748088466,0.17648502764449236,,0.21926655651279653,0.8071715100289725,0.5017430334273949
876,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,0.6286983414449656,,-0.21374081632026146,0.6163453222982243,0.8663221038212032,,0.04412081889986433,0.9416033280811267
877,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,0.44069199115363267,-0.18526756668490157,0.514369685442453,,0.6783157535298703,0.30367948515866583,0.7722313206625788,
878,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,,-0.40984837771344634,0.5576581148979658,0.5675605467615974,,0.07909867413012106,0.8155197501180915,0.8928185525444998
879,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,,0.39146226973808584,0.6074251633804779,0.3142848840479104,,0.8804093215816533,0.8652867986006036,0.6395428898308129
880,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,,-0.18315719583197432,0.15569744355261983,0.4523285117784134,,0.3057898560115931,0.4135590787727456,0.7775865175613159
881,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,,0.23431499052103055,0.32985326152773065,-0.19811819230756522,,0.7232620423645979,0.5877148967478565,0.12713981347533726
882,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,-0.19819134565288166,,-0.22046149417899835,0.3302096997428776,0.039432416723355956,,0.03740014104112743,0.65546770552578
883,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,0.24468638369479168,,0.17377763439471763,0.3491281549910432,0.4823101460710293,,0.43163926961484345,0.6743861607739456
884,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,0.3589843799084652,,-0.20300048747893462,0.10703656420591395,0.5966081422847028,,0.05486114774119116,0.43229456998881644
885,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,,-0.3713350879237446,0.4808979045314168,0.6534352471389274,,0.11761196391982282,0.7387595397515425,0.97869325292183
886,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,0.5455176502523869,-0.29459076249393223,,-0.2507722805761904,0.7831414126286245,0.19435628934963517,,0.0744857252067121
887,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,,0.4210864743375635,0.42812904380787925,0.20565764599925662,,0.910033526181131,0.685990679028005,0.5309156517821592
888,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,0.17836196605860472,-0.18886752758888747,,0.12997713811534345,0.41598572843484233,0.30007952425467993,,0.45523514389824593
889,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,0.6771099576745676,0.4575150706093486,,0.2122058626352203,0.9147337200508052,0.9464621224529159,,0.5374638684181228
890,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,0.47229684965816393,,0.5866462469516404,0.20620360543326366,0.7099206120344015,,0.8445078821717662,0.5314616112161661
891,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,,-0.42844276077592786,0.3794730657213658,0.38884434238584287,,0.06050429106763955,0.6373347009414916,0.7141023481687454
892,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,,-0.2549350355707426,-0.13094217540075398,0.17794666075965715,,0.2340120162728248,0.1269194598193718,0.5032046665425596
893,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,,-0.3829718886292836,0.4516355951436153,0.28169554680059833,,0.1059751632142838,0.709497230363741,0.6069535525835008
894,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,0.4942935181242583,-0.20679415570777965,0.18897557544096305,,0.7319172805004959,0.28215289613578776,0.44683721066108884,
895,3669,"APEMANTUS' Grace

           Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
           I pray for no man but myself. Grant I may never prove so fond
           To trust man on his oath or bond,
           Or a harlot for her weeping,
           Or a dog that seems a-sleeping,
           Or a keeper with my freedom,
           Or my friends, if I should need 'em. Amen. So fall to't. Rich men sin, and I eat root. [Eats and drinks]

    Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in the field now. ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service, my lord. TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than dinner
of
    friends. ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat
    like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast. APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were thine enemies then,
that
    then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
    would once use our hearts, whereby we might express some part
of
    our zeals, we should think ourselves for ever perfect. TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the gods themselves
have
    provided that I shall have much help from you. How had you
been
    my friends else? Why have you that charitable title from
    thousands, did not you chiefly belong to my heart? I have
told
    more of you to myself than you can with modesty speak in your
own
    behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you gods, think I, what
    need we have any friends if we should ne'er have need of 'em? They were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er
    have use for 'em; and would most resemble sweet instruments
hung
    up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves. Why, I
have
    often wish'd myself poorer, that I might come nearer to you. We
    are born to do benefits; and what better or properer can we
call
    our own than the riches of our friends? O, what a precious
    comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers commanding one
    another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made away ere't can be
born! Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.2,85.7688888888889,447.0,49.72299168975069,0.2376237623762376,0.4889470518435674,0.2578616352201258,0.3252580057829025,9.484462637022996e-05,0.7874949327520194,0.6095727448706778,-0.45672200645638317,,0.1699320843433027,0.8471965072469154,0.03222504538718424,,0.4951900901262052
896,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,0.48765561667038626,,0.13309704823133617,-0.15591953618099497,0.8836952206307822,,0.47900899791687074,0.5599633534647539
897,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,-0.2683333985416439,,0.177680901875993,-0.3427361590843029,0.1277062054187521,,0.5235928515615276,0.373146730561446
898,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,0.3685676368691919,0.4865159916403824,,-0.18142403938727047,0.7646072408295879,0.8566721893638807,,0.5344588502584784
899,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,0.1175588311509228,0.12480614147967073,0.4061087094669892,,0.5135984351113188,0.49496233920316907,0.7520206591525238,
900,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,-0.11915280382886989,0.4985545287774955,-0.2648910506207295,,0.2768868001315261,0.8687107265009939,0.08102089906480509,
901,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,-0.1970592889278963,,-0.21250053458738094,-0.22430631430905706,0.19898031503249972,,0.13341141509815363,0.4915765753366918
902,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,,-0.3533099708784423,-0.31677159504415847,0.20769871506367116,,0.016846226845056045,0.0291403546413761,0.9235816047094201
903,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,,0.5451895291697586,-0.16337921868480992,-0.11973938092923242,,0.915345726893257,0.18253273100072465,0.5961435087165164
904,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,-0.14825300480358633,0.5168454227638487,0.4144519426539518,,0.24778659915680967,0.887001620487347,0.7603638923394864,
905,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,-0.33499764062113235,0.4160039493731472,0.3475958550866107,,0.06104196333926365,0.7861601470966455,0.6935078047721452,
906,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,-0.38850371918243976,,-0.13839215864405147,-0.20119670666201778,0.007535884777956248,,0.2075197910414831,0.514686182983731
907,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,0.167331931851802,0.5205878138939154,,0.2816139832445737,0.563371535812198,0.8907440116174137,,0.9974968728903226
908,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,,0.520215039456882,-0.13309484830249313,-0.2367311634255157,,0.8903712371803802,0.21281710138304144,0.47915172622023317
909,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,0.20857866313497275,-0.3557656924655882,,-0.6385824158538367,0.6046182670953688,0.014390505257910136,,0.07730047379191218
910,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,0.35453553156579265,0.45784927124311126,0.4903183295526129,,0.7505751355261887,0.8280054689666096,0.8362302792381475,
911,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,0.16201635644598172,0.49338689862368545,-0.10376858138253081,,0.5580559604063777,0.8635430963471837,0.24214336830300376,
912,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,-0.17780448980051938,0.200684936584761,,-0.3431293031103842,0.21823511415987662,0.5708411343082593,,0.37275358653536467
913,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,0.2486900096990603,,0.22218179687712586,-0.6881016508917795,0.6447296136594562,,0.5680937465626604,0.027781238753969317
914,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,-0.1690431959920312,,0.3611256311086486,-0.34710658070472994,0.22699640796836482,,0.7070375807941831,0.3687763089410189
915,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,-0.12578596930314478,0.1403227905518274,-0.15207728632516132,,0.2702536346572512,0.5104789882753258,0.19383466336037325,
916,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,0.22135497667233572,,-0.33035494294989726,0.26291586568414266,0.6173945806327317,,0.015557006735637313,0.9787987553298916
917,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,-0.21887889086179996,0.4743304333279533,,0.22229946326294375,0.17716071309859605,0.8444866310514516,,0.9381823529086926
918,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,0.5034939989729468,0.2867183322241134,-0.33871302385892993,,0.8995336029333427,0.6568745299476118,0.007198925826604641,
919,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,0.129418513958376,,-0.10776894283563693,-0.6741650127589824,0.5254581179187721,,0.23814300684989764,0.041717876886766425
920,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,,0.24916753643230638,-0.11951144134227237,-0.6702223940464134,,0.6193237341558047,0.2264005083432622,0.04566049559933549
921,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,0.5996357458171562,,0.45889144373372714,-0.3453328258628753,0.9956753497775521,,0.8048033934192618,0.3705500637828736
922,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,-0.36150337127004284,-0.1224756016550983,,0.1573668565800092,0.034536232690353164,0.24768059606840004,,0.873249746225758
923,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,0.3273443784395035,-0.14981227481192008,0.6282800140417343,,0.7233839823998995,0.22034392291157825,0.9741919637272689,
924,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,,0.6267747568127122,-0.1929435354881411,-0.4547743396853885,,0.9969309545362106,0.15296841419739346,0.26110854996036037
925,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,0.19279575482732736,0.36112433919481435,,0.2601556434335652,0.5888353587877233,0.7312805369183126,,0.976038533079314
926,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,,-0.20052031821711883,-0.26183390951462393,-0.1602127691648424,,0.1696358795063795,0.08407804017091064,0.5556701204809065
927,247,"A very proud farmer has woken up to 40,000 followers on Twitter after live-tweeting his beloved sheepdog giving birth to ten puppies on Friday. James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss from his Herdwick sheep farm in anticipation of her due date. Early on Friday, Mr Rebanks tweeted 'Floss doing fine. No news to report. (Other than she is fed up)', before the action started and puppies started appearing one by one. Scroll down for video . James Rebanks, a farmer from the Lake District in England, has been chronicling the pregnancy of one of his sheepdogs Floss . Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely. Within an hour and a half, four pups had been born, and the farmer continued to chronicle the birth, and his children's reaction to their newborn playmates. 'Growing up on a farm has its great moments...' he tweeted, along with a photo of his children holding several of the pups. 'I've had five puppies... I might have more', Mr Rebanks tweeted after three hours. He reported that Floss was 'knackered' after the birth of her seventh pup, as his children reluctantly headed to bed despite the action looking to continue. Less than an hour after reporting that Floss was still 'bursting at the seams', Mr Rebanks tweeted that the first of her puppies had been delivered safely . The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum. 'Floss is going to be... Er... A bit busy... Ten pups to raise... Ten little limpets on her teats...,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks reported that his children were determined to spend as much time with the newborn puppies as possible. 'We are going to school dad... But not until we have made friends with these puppies'. Despite the excitement and exhaustion of the night, the farmer reported that having ten puppies around would be 'fun', and said that his Herdwick sheep should watch out for their future herders. The busy farmer went to bed himself and woke up seven hours later to ten healthy puppies wriggling about their tired mum . 'Sheep be warned. Cavalry is coming,' he said. After Mr Rebanks tweets garnered attention from social media users all over the world, he woke to a staggering 40,000 Twitter followers. 'Where did you all come from? Been feeding my sheep and suddenly lots of new followers and whizzed past 40k. Hello,' he tweeted. Mr Rebanks is no stranger to surges in his Twitter followers, after gaining nearly 20,000 followers for his photos of his prized Herdwick sheep on the social media site. Mr Rebanks, whose family has been farming in the district for almost 600 years, is also the author of The Shepherd's Life: A Tale of the Lake District.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,75.82607692307693,573.0,60.953346855983774,0.396039603960396,0.37015619772349834,0.34591194968553457,0.7158828896457489,8.255255965211497e-05,0.6854339027915106,-0.2692776518157856,0.45998527454510496,0.10291738412273502,,0.1267619521446104,0.8301414722686034,0.4488293338082696,
928,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,-0.21007046090851864,,-0.21127099000108154,0.5280797556760851,0.007751321269699185,,0.09061580245174863,0.7850394309160991
929,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.33525165434650983,0.3741645594612143,0.3652544389053629,,0.5530734365247276,0.8274238519636554,0.667141231358193,
930,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.5317801426844135,-0.3974197045866413,,-0.12649827007297088,0.7496019248626313,0.05583958791579979,,0.13046140516704302
931,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.5222207960732344,0.4760136897424603,,0.3420695694563458,0.7400425782514521,0.9292729822449013,,0.5990292446963597
932,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,,-0.4491962421218593,0.6323201216552985,-0.10749888277818595,,0.004063050380581745,0.9342069141081286,0.14946079246182795
933,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,,0.33574386586592875,0.5175141257077067,0.4397595196751205,,0.7890031583683699,0.8194009181605368,0.6967191949151343
934,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.3207483242764765,0.20404286218649137,,0.415352512382562,0.5385701064546943,0.6573021546889324,,0.6723121876225759
935,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.4316050732085236,,0.3026382934913454,-0.19856449488523503,0.6494268553867414,,0.6045250859441755,0.058395180354778864
936,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.2019723191579296,,-0.11047970225165904,0.15538857368743886,0.4197941013361474,,0.19140709020117114,0.41234824892745275
937,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.5711287493679393,0.2141964929077262,,0.18409562213285144,0.7889505315461571,0.6674557854101673,,0.4410552973728653
938,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.5068542832192566,,0.48776402166251,-0.20389568150292675,0.7246760653974744,,0.7896508141153402,0.053063993737087145
939,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.6027648244029808,0.14639387819830518,0.24891962090634584,,0.8205866065811986,0.5996531707007462,0.550806413359176,
940,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,,-0.3476311509904446,0.5031000794001405,0.15190691956579552,,0.10562814151199645,0.8049868718529707,0.40886659480580945
941,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.6317795674487006,0.4010212382294249,0.17512604077496863,,0.8496013496269184,0.8542805307318659,0.4770128332277988,
942,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.23800308118062427,-0.37250114719360855,,0.43703373425844416,0.4558248633588421,0.08075814530883252,,0.6939934094984581
943,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.3095763929013653,-0.1350406112776093,,0.6859565778611123,0.5273981750795831,0.31821868122483177,,0.9429162531011261
944,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,-0.12109726017830905,-0.20141524536598643,0.2865113197733007,,0.09672452199990877,0.25184404713645464,0.5883981122261308,
945,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.32053534771850145,-0.3126322398381356,,0.13588911416898056,0.5383571298967192,0.14062705266430547,,0.3928487894089945
946,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.638645011392565,,0.5040532902458297,0.5164739104048172,0.8564667935707828,,0.8059400826986598,0.7734335856448311
947,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.5634490523024902,0.4560330986890434,,0.11302278768983978,0.781270834480708,0.9092923911914845,,0.3699824629298537
948,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.3163283249825968,-0.24118795750081215,,0.4244209402424536,0.5341501071608146,0.21207133500162892,,0.6813806154824675
949,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.610263439443735,,0.6301798742336298,0.16509340593628116,0.8280852216219527,,0.9320666666864599,0.42205308117629503
950,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,,-0.10237014375072612,0.506362528430709,0.2612156901600739,,0.35088914875171495,0.8082493208835391,0.5181753654000878
951,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.6594812184117047,,0.5958421291227751,-0.20301999090046643,0.8773030005899225,,0.8977289215756052,0.05393968433954746
952,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,,0.37204906385212744,-0.21907643484792538,-0.1756513623416862,,0.8253083563545685,0.0828103576049048,0.08130831289832768
953,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,-0.14520419470275509,,0.3370206517028367,0.6798605514858969,0.07261758747546274,,0.6389074441556668,0.9368202267259107
954,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.29707565307163397,0.1793467090074441,,0.1362029817799507,0.5148974352498518,0.6326060015098851,,0.39316265701996456
955,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.598406864488852,0.18385308126694788,,0.20280909626247434,0.8162286466670698,0.6371123737693889,,0.45976877150248824
956,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.3852957046544637,-0.3947452849198139,0.5098280656384596,,0.6031174868326815,0.05851400758262715,0.8117148580912898,
957,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.6193228107753637,-0.1589787368164743,-0.1876275040633241,,0.8371445929535815,0.2942805556859668,0.11425928838950608,
958,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,0.10031599496761344,,0.6726029966720631,0.5331304111556686,0.31813777714583125,,0.9744897891248934,0.7900900863956826
959,3824,"But Mr.
Welland was terribly upset; he had a slight temperature every morning
while we were waiting to hear what had been decided. It was the horror
of his girl's learning that such things were possible--but of course,
dear Newland, you felt that too. We all knew that you were thinking of
May."" ""I'm always thinking of May,"" the young man rejoined, rising to cut
short the conversation. He had meant to seize the opportunity of his private talk with Mrs.
Welland to urge her to advance the date of his marriage. But he could
think of no arguments that would move her, and with a sense of relief
he saw Mr. Welland and May driving up to the door. His only hope was to plead again with May, and on the day before his
departure he walked with her to the ruinous garden of the Spanish
Mission. The background lent itself to allusions to European scenes;
and May, who was looking her loveliest under a wide-brimmed hat that
cast a shadow of mystery over her too-clear eyes, kindled into
eagerness as he spoke of Granada and the Alhambra. ""We might be seeing it all this spring--even the Easter ceremonies at
Seville,"" he urged, exaggerating his demands in the hope of a larger
concession. ""Easter in Seville? And it will be Lent next week!"" she laughed. ""Why shouldn't we be married in Lent?"" he rejoined; but she looked so
shocked that he saw his mistake. ""Of course I didn't mean that, dearest; but soon after Easter--so that
we could sail at the end of April. I know I could arrange it at the
office."" She smiled dreamily upon the possibility; but he perceived that to
dream of it sufficed her. It was like hearing him read aloud out of
his poetry books the beautiful things that could not possibly happen in
real life. ""Oh, do go on, Newland; I do love your descriptions."" ""But why should they be only descriptions? Why shouldn't we make them
real?"" ""We shall, dearest, of course; next year."" Her voice lingered over it. ""Don't you want them to be real sooner? Can't I persuade you to break
away now?"" She bowed her head, vanishing from him under her conniving hat-brim. ""Why should we dream away another year? Look at me, dear! Don't you
understand how I want you for my wife?"" For a moment she remained motionless; then she raised on him eyes of
such despairing dearness that he half-released her waist from his hold.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.0,82.78181818181818,510.0,47.759433962264154,0.21782178217821782,0.45325929250244107,0.3018867924528302,0.2569596752400139,0.00010595422786520908,0.879737953964831,-0.20170722266068278,,0.45444174432294926,0.5678789909789077,0.016114559517535043,,0.7563285367757795,0.8248386662189215
960,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.6663986146365999,0.14289050201775005,-0.3256893374739947,,0.3137994051653801,0.584086262361829,0.47514923694948535,
961,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.5065301141736102,0.11098162066085315,-0.11745192676325611,,0.4736679056283698,0.5521773810049322,0.683386647660224,
962,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.3229463026493962,,-0.5223913114550066,-0.11071888933830976,0.6572517171525838,,0.27844726296847344,0.8892811106616902
963,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.11018800115418492,0.4987857982439488,-0.15069043713993135,,0.870010018647795,0.9399815585880278,0.6501481372835487,
964,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.2097997099014216,-0.11416134652714094,-0.4715328548538625,,0.7703983099005584,0.3270344138169381,0.32930571956961757,
965,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,,-0.4023455817075497,-0.3868080544865295,-0.43261671950670283,,0.03885017863652934,0.41403051993695056,0.5673832804932972
966,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,,-0.3402732833138256,-0.6138046335316988,-0.6115284397150592,,0.10092247703025342,0.18703394089178127,0.3884715602849408
967,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.6821582432232384,,-0.23864444321282063,-0.4410494025294944,0.2980397765787416,,0.5621941312106594,0.5589505974705056
968,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.2418381597471918,0.5528824145212492,-0.239228372858455,,0.7383598600547882,0.9940781748653282,0.5616102015650251,
969,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.637262281147395,0.46360750750768726,,-0.20509770436255598,0.34293573865458493,0.9048032678517663,,0.7949022956374441
970,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.18603259826504437,,0.16408394136206078,-0.36710452209801625,0.7941654215369356,,0.9649225157855408,0.6328954779019837
971,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.4953878966463796,,-0.31727455681046407,-0.6614483662272334,0.48481012315560035,,0.483564017613016,0.33855163377276665
972,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.314334069964081,0.22895203997192964,,-0.3080876865053125,0.665863949837899,0.6701478003160086,,0.6919123134946875
973,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.49056854532306915,,-0.13953857741088416,-0.32174942897118736,0.4896294744789108,,0.6612999970125959,0.6782505710288127
974,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.5242448779581262,,-0.23158287277518863,-0.6568115089220069,0.4559531418438537,,0.5692557016482914,0.3431884910779931
975,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,,0.3299249863731994,-0.364389574353918,-0.4585638611113419,,0.7711207467172785,0.43644900006956205,0.5414361388886582
976,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,,0.11228346723810706,-0.16116190304289724,-0.5415922923568641,,0.553479227582186,0.6396766713805828,0.4584077076431359
977,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.6967608746897935,,0.1800230033087134,-0.33590406184685023,0.28343714511218643,,0.9808615777321934,0.6640959381531497
978,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,,-0.18460928646834057,0.10662154823730513,-0.5604591554459029,,0.25658647387573846,0.9074601226607852,0.43954084455409714
979,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.3353824579014351,-0.11905879374088074,-0.5546836874351091,,0.6448155619005449,0.3221369666031983,0.24615488698837096,
980,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.2543012341205858,0.2880770924233333,-0.5347625726318059,,0.7258967856813942,0.7292728527674124,0.2660760017916741,
981,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.35430440210442027,,-0.5682884683161842,-0.6662519834108964,0.6258936176975597,,0.23255010610729587,0.3337480165891036
982,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.6515749274836083,0.5530210288661079,-0.15214836709276358,,0.3286230923183716,0.994216789210187,0.6486902073307165,
983,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.5829671666581819,,-0.6002615802593301,-0.3945509028601173,0.397230853143798,,0.20057699416414998,0.6054490971398827
984,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.20218258934976158,-0.16135307673481553,-0.4029762771184563,,0.7780154304522184,0.2798426836092635,0.39786229730502376,
985,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.6262468720006164,,-0.22769382613251793,-0.23360049155068402,0.3539511478013636,,0.5731447482909622,0.766399508449316
986,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.36599076839094785,,-0.6905492450485186,-0.6026975637176871,0.6142072514110322,,0.1102893293749615,0.3973024362823129
987,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.10905114038985719,-0.3804009552914136,-0.22541745885997544,,0.8711468794121228,0.060794805052665435,0.5754211155635046,
988,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,,0.32359656202551573,-0.5362570514898781,-0.5382193604684775,,0.7647923223695947,0.26458152293360193,0.4617806395315225
989,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.307137571838747,-0.1291269293199081,-0.5639795641615923,,0.6730604479632329,0.31206883102417093,0.23685901026188771,
990,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.6075114853981994,,-0.3401629218631352,-0.6365796376724195,0.3726865344037805,,0.4606756525603449,0.36342036232758046
991,984,"A deadly Al Qaeda-linked terror attack on a Syrian regime intelligence headquarters yesterday was so massive it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and registered as an earthquake. At least 20 regime security force members and 14 rebels were killed in the west of Aleppo - the largest city in Syria and the frontline in battles between the Assad regime, the Islamic State, Western-backed rebel groups and the Al Qaeda-affiliated Nusra Front. The latter group are believed to have carried out yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices, in which they used a tunnel to detonate bombs, creating an explosion so huge that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an earthquake. Scroll down for video . Attack: The citadel (background) in the northern Syrian city of Aleppo was where 34 people were killed yesterday when Al Qaeda-backed rebels set off a powerful tunnel explosion targeting an intelligence HQ . Huge: Yesterday's terror attack created an explosion so massive that the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre mistook it for an 2.3 magnitude earthquake . Watching the destruction: Members of Syrian opposition forces are seen hiding behind rubble after they blow up the tunnel beneath the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Yesterday's attack came just days after the opposition rejected a UN ceasefire plan for the city and as President Bashar al-Assad insisted he continues to enjoy the support of the Syrian people despite nearly four years of war and international pressure on his regime. 'The goal was to storm the building and to control it, but they failed,' Rami Abdel Rahman, the director of UK-based Syrian Observatory for Human Rights monitoring group . Six civilians were also killed in separate rebel shelling of regime-controlled areas, he said. The attack began with a huge blast from explosives in a tunnel near the intelligence building, the Observatory and a Syrian military source said. 'Gunmen blew up a tunnel that they dug (into the regime-controlled sector) and then attacked the area surrounding the air force intelligence headquarters,' the military source said. Journalists in eastern Aleppo said the blast was heard across the city. It later emerged that the explosion was so huge that it measured 2.3 on the Richter scale and was registered as an earthquake by the European Mediterranean Seismological Centre. Sniper: A member of the Syrian opposition force is seen after blowing up the tunnel under the intelligence HQ . Smoke rises after Syrian opposition forces blow up the Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch . Carnage: The Syrian Air Intelligence Directorate's Aleppo branch is seen going up in smoke after the attack . Rebels from several factions then launched on assault on the building, part of which had collapsed from the explosion, said the Observatory, which relies on a network of sources inside Syria. The rebels faced heavy resistance from government troops supported by fighters from Lebanese Shiite militant group Hezbollah, a key backer of Assad, it said. The assault was repelled with the help of regime air strikes on rebel positions and the clashes eventually subsided. 'Dozens of (rebel) gunmen were killed in artillery and air strikes. The situation is quiet now in the area. There are minor sporadic clashes,' the Syrian military source said. Al-Qaeda's affiliate in Syria, Nusra Front, said on Twitter that its forces, along with other rebel factions, had 'stormed the air force intelligence offices and surrounding buildings'. The attack was the worst reported violence in Aleppo since the rebels  rejected a UN plan to freeze fighting in the northern city on Sunday. UN envoy Staffan de Mistura has made the plan for a temporary ceasefire in Aleppo the centrepiece of his efforts to bring any kind of halt to the conflict in Syria, where more than 220,000 people have been killed since it erupted in March 2011. Militants: Yesterday's attack targeting air force intelligence offices is understood to have been carried out by members of the Al Qaeda-affiliated terror group Nusra Front (pictured) On the run: Members of the rebel First Army try to hide from Assad regime forces' snipers in Aleppo . Warzone: Once Syria's commercial hub, Aleppo has been devastated by fighting that began in mid-2012, and the city is now split between loyalist forces and rebels . De Mistura in October unveiled the proposal to suspend fighting in Aleppo to allow humanitarian aid deliveries and make a first step towards a broader political deal. He held talks in Damascus on Saturday to try to finalise a deal, with a delegation member saying he hoped to set in motion as soon as possible a plan to halt fighting in Aleppo for six weeks. But rebel representatives refused to consider the proposal unless it forms the basis for a 'comprehensive solution' to the conflict through the departure of Assad. De Mistura has angered the opposition by describing Assad as 'part of the solution' to the Syrian conflict. Some Western powers have also cast doubt on the plan, with the French ambassador to the United Nations, Francois Delattre, saying Tuesday that 'France remains sceptical about the regime's willingness' to follow through on it. Blast: Civilians and civil defense members run past flames and smoke rising from a site hit by what activists said was a barrel bomb dropped by forces loyal to Syria's President Bashar al-Assad in Aleppo this morning . Flames: A civil defence member  puts out a vehicle fire caused by a Syrian regime barrel bomb today . Crunch talks: Syrian Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Moqdad (left) meets with United Nations special envoy for Syria Staffan de Mistura (right) in Damascus last month to discuss the ongoing civil war in the country . Assad yesterday told Portuguese broadcaster RTP that the image of him presented in the West was deeply skewed. 'The people are against him, the regional countries are against him and the West is against him, and (still) he succeeded,' Assad said, speaking in English. 'You're either lying to us or you're talking about Superman because if you don't have Superman, (if) he's a regular president, it means he could withstand four years only because he has the public support.' Wednesday's attack featured a favoured tactic of Syria's rebels -- especially in Aleppo -- of digging tunnels near government buildings and setting off explosives. Fighting in Aleppo erupted in mid-2012, and control of the city -- once Syria's commercial hub -- has since been divided between rebels on the eastern side and the regime in the west. The air force intelligence headquarters in Aleppo is a key strategic site for regime forces and the surrounding area has come under repeated attack from rebel forces.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,12.7,81.7720987654321,1224.0,69.46740128558311,0.98019801980198,0.44119576034407904,0.80083857442348,1.0,0.00023872325499483234,1.9821191862220928,-0.2835565998814093,0.17413467131555338,-0.49160964320006495,,0.6966414199205706,0.6153304316596324,0.3092289312234151,
992,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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993,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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994,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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995,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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996,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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997,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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998,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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999,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. 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1000,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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1001,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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1002,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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1003,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. 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1004,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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1005,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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1006,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. 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1007,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. 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1008,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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1009,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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1010,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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1011,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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1012,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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1013,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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1014,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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1015,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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1016,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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1017,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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1018,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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1019,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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1020,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. 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1021,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. There are often hidden costs in claiming this supposed prize, like making you call premium rate phone numbers.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.1,103.69322916666665,1472.0,61.52296535052377,0.5247524752475247,0.7030964995508481,0.9741439552760307,0.735695901343263,0.0004931683453165823,4.094776771163582,0.4219110600455532,0.18433482176554855,-0.28397085963108676,,0.9466635352930779,0.8874313213163967,0.6901730956449439,
1022,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. There are often hidden costs in claiming this supposed prize, like making you call premium rate phone numbers.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.1,103.69322916666665,1472.0,61.52296535052377,0.5247524752475247,0.7030964995508481,0.9741439552760307,0.735695901343263,0.0004931683453165823,4.094776771163582,-0.3073864601642503,-0.5304771360508571,-0.3378485274050766,,0.21736601508327436,0.17261936349999096,0.6362954278709541,
1023,364,"Life in the fast lane: B2C's Nick Sayer on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson . The data Del Boy . Posing on a £17,000 Harley-Davidson, Nick Sayer soaks up the winter sun outside his holiday home in Florida. It is one of several shots of motorbikes, supercars and lavish holidays he has posted online in recent years…to the delight of his friends. For while pensioners are targeted every day by cold callers, the man who sold their personal data is apparently relishing the spoils. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information. The 45-year-old father-of-two says he carries out his business from a ‘man cave’ in the garden of his home in Kent. He began his working life as a diver on oil rigs in Azerbaijan, before, he claims, he was set up in business by a Greek shipping billionaire. They ran a commercial diving company before he decided to make money for himself by selling personal data with a series of companies, most of which have been dissolved or liquidated. ‘For years I was called “oh, you’re just a Del Boy”,’ he said. ‘I work from home, I’ve got a little log cabin thing out in me garden, that’s where I kind of base me-self. ‘I don’t like being in the house, I just go out there. It’s a bit of a man cave really.’ While his garden office may be modest, Sayer’s other tastes are much more ostentatious. His Facebook page shows off images of nine sports cars as well as pictures of him skiing in Banff, Canada. Scroll down for video . The British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car which he pictures on a drive on his profile costs up to £50,000 and boasts a top speed of 180mph. The Harley-Davidson Road King motorbike he is seen on in one image costs £17,595 new. Sayer regularly holidays with his family at his villa in Kissimmee, Florida, which they rent out for £600 a week. The home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all ‘fitted with luxury furnishings’. B2C director Sayer – who is nicknamed Del Boy and owns a five-bedroom holiday home in Florida (pictured) – is among a group of bosses at the firm who have got rich quick by selling people’s most personal information . Luxury: Sayer's Flordia home has a games room, swimming pool and spa, five bedrooms and four bathrooms . The fake cash fraudster . Also trading in people’s personal information for B2C is convicted fraudster Gary Doran, 36, who wanted the Mail’s undercover team to pay Sayer off the books. The Mancunian, who now lives in Marbella, was jailed for six months for fraud in 2004 for trying to use two fake £10 notes to buy vodka. A 23-year-old student at Manchester Metropolitan University at the time, he tried to buy drink with the fake money at the Queen of Hearts pub in Fallowfield. The barmaid rejected the notes and the police were called, later finding him with 15 other fake bank notes. After serving time in jail, he has since run several failing businesses with his father and brother from their family home in Manchester. Most recently, as sales director of B2C Data, he asked an undercover reporter from the Mail to buy data off the books as a ‘favour to a friend’. He wanted the money to be paid directly into Sayer’s personal account, as a way of avoiding tax. Sporting life: The 180mph British-built TVR Tuscan Speed Six sports car on the Sayer's Facebook page . Jet-setting boss who said he knew nothing . B2C owner Stephen Hogg insists his firm ‘do everything completely, totally and utterly by the book’. The jet-setting golfer was, however, completely oblivious to his staff offering to sell data tax free through their own accounts. He even had no idea Doran had previously served time for fraud. The 46-year-old lives with his wife Sarah, 43, and their children in a £400,000 five-bedroom house in Rushden, Northamptonshire. Last week, there were three cars on the driveway outside the large home in a secluded cul-de-sac. Hogg appears to have spent much of the past month playing golf at clubs across Bedfordshire and Buckinghamshire. He and his wife also go online to boast of their holidays to Portugal and Australia. ‘Holidays, bar, golf and no diet!, he wrote during one of his travels. The couple, who have two children, started B2C Data just three months after his previous data company Unique Prospects was dissolved. He said he has also shut another firm down in the past after ‘certain allegations’, before insisting ‘that wasn’t my company by the way’. When approached by the Mail about B2C’s activities, Hogg said: ‘We are a member of the ICO [Information Commissioner’s Office], and DMA [Direct Marketing Association]. We do everything correctly.’ When told his employees had offered to sell his company’s data off the books and that Doran is a convicted fraudster, he added: ‘You’ve just made me aware of two things that I need to go and talk to people about.’ He described B2C Data as ‘a legitimate business’ working within the law. Cold callers use a wide range of tricks to obtain people's personal data (picture posed by model) Will writing: Pensioners are often targeted by callers who offer will writing advice on the cheap. This is often a ploy to gain your trust and access as many personal details – including about your finances – as possible. The firms then try to sell high risk investments as ‘add-ons’. Charity surveys: A homeowner is called and asked to complete a survey for charity. They are told if they answer a certain number of questions, a pre-selected charity will be paid £10 or so – so many kind-hearted people naturally agree. However, all the answers are collated and sold on. ‘Validating’ your details: Marketing firms will call customers of a major brand and claim they need to ‘validate’ the details they hold. After asking the customer to confirm their name, address and phone number, however, many will go on to try to get you to complete a ‘lifestyle survey’. These questions are, in fact, sponsored by various other companies and details are sold on. Soft questions: Watch out for surveys starting with ‘easy’ questions. One firm admitted it starts surveys with questions anyone would answer – like do you have a television? Only later do the questions become more intrusive – about your earnings and the worth of your home. Computer updates: Scammers try to hack into PCs by pretending to be from Microsoft. Following their ‘updating’ instructions can allow them to take control of the computer remotely and capture personal data. No call lists: The telephone preference list, which should block cold callers, is a free service. Some firms will, however, try to charge you as much as £1.60 a month. Shares: With your financial details on file, some cold calling firms are able to see which companies you have shares in. As a result, scammers can pretend to be calling from the companies you have invested in and try to convince the homeowner to pass on more financial details. Prizes: Once they have your details, scammers are able to send you misleading letters saying you have won large cash prizes. There are often hidden costs in claiming this supposed prize, like making you call premium rate phone numbers.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.1,103.69322916666665,1472.0,61.52296535052377,0.5247524752475247,0.7030964995508481,0.9741439552760307,0.735695901343263,0.0004931683453165823,4.094776771163582,0.36891152247921427,,-0.45708406622911335,-0.3129941967703686,0.8936639977267389,,0.5170598890469174,0.4227017045728944
1024,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,0.5019655606908361,-0.37337946777491293,0.3817812436273723,,0.9772130854433112,0.22099115329851482,0.8339126202870508,
1025,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,0.2699205675877424,-0.39147811896257645,0.4548553344054309,,0.7451680923402175,0.2028925021108513,0.9069867110651095,
1026,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,-0.32650061205296754,,0.14294797990680164,0.5075462477392174,0.14874691269950763,,0.5950793565664803,0.9692816204599031
1027,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,0.34046620635444835,-0.20372290681275163,,0.17767942195806846,0.8157137311069236,0.3906477142606761,,0.6394147946787541
1028,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,0.3234411419904205,0.23277224968881233,,0.31519204185041616,0.7986886667428956,0.8271428707622401,,0.7769274145711018
1029,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,0.2509834992764737,,0.4927408557467332,0.36976808776217596,0.7262310240289489,,0.9448722324064118,0.8315034604828615
1030,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,0.3034682263314675,,0.42464082821914806,-0.11973080974999273,0.7787157510839426,,0.8767722048788267,0.34200456297069287
1031,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,-0.25745509074763945,,0.4166170153535277,-0.3428288002583776,0.21779243400483572,,0.8687483920132062,0.11890657246230801
1032,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,-0.11032053185661722,-0.20048454544983596,-0.42282761858062307,,0.36492699289585795,0.3938860756235918,0.029303758079055497,
1033,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,0.38614641810820993,0.2702432898023808,,0.4381824149576553,0.8613939428606852,0.8646139108758086,,0.8999177876783409
1034,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,0.3421788265022031,-0.2600446340371002,,0.5073323322351593,0.8174263512546782,0.33432598703632754,,0.9690677049558449
1035,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,-0.10807175030019617,-0.40362887791064084,0.5013218233804461,,0.367175774452279,0.19074174316278691,0.9534532000401246,
1036,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,-0.391035394768135,-0.13622436838807617,,0.4227357425397651,0.08421212998434019,0.4581462526853516,,0.8844711152604507
1037,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,0.14930862705834191,-0.390184673598001,0.28838387443223223,,0.6245561518108171,0.20418594747542673,0.7405152510919109,
1038,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,-0.28881182213897727,-0.13546833471910147,0.40509708565207025,,0.1864357026134979,0.4589022863543263,0.8572284623117488,
1039,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,,-0.3147024644459141,-0.21799422005213925,-0.1476651724317966,,0.27966815662751365,0.2341371566075393,0.314070200288889
1040,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,-0.20162939335408986,0.2714206642933256,-0.23229312804535815,,0.2736181313983853,0.8657912853667533,0.21983824861432041,
1041,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,-0.3999996685696042,0.3667464769141047,0.24572193313916285,,0.07524785618287094,0.9611170979875325,0.6978533097988414,
1042,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,-0.2368160590769144,,-0.2731086676428976,0.4842934959210935,0.23843146567556078,,0.17902270901678097,0.946028868641779
1043,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,0.11523603292862694,0.10998787145296424,0.3352862477648938,,0.5904835576811021,0.7043584925263919,0.7874176244245723,
1044,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,0.30083379887883777,0.1464233707316444,0.3123960904394786,,0.7760813236313129,0.7407939918050721,0.7645274670991571,
1045,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,-0.16889761891918148,-0.41670487050623584,,0.22494466450465733,0.3063499058332937,0.17766575056719192,,0.686680037225343
1046,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,-0.11976576787447923,,-0.41386032665404754,0.41840218344335245,0.35548175687799594,,0.038271050005631024,0.8801375561640381
1047,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,,0.31518306763286613,0.39621789183282163,-0.1622905779956259,,0.9095536887062938,0.8483492684925003,0.2994447947250597
1048,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,,0.19350979532625318,-0.20847108362882386,-0.32090362699670905,,0.7878804163996809,0.2436602930308547,0.14083174572397655
1049,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,0.35397318493039787,,0.4794220069301921,0.4107707431346146,0.829220709682873,,0.9315533835898706,0.8725061158553002
1050,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,,0.2228851597712333,0.4525737623601107,0.3828621410218105,,0.817255780844661,0.9047051390197893,0.8445975137424961
1051,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,0.20676156610730773,-0.3577124462079372,,0.41074752549786786,0.6820090908597829,0.23665817486549057,,0.8724828982185535
1052,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,0.10305593301596089,-0.5631076722718636,,-0.42125788977942025,0.5783034577684361,0.031262948801564105,,0.04047748294126535
1053,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,0.46577644472625057,0.37493438422681796,,0.27937612972324233,0.9410239694787257,0.9693050053002457,,0.7411115024439279
1054,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,,0.18924292178507002,-0.1743012437375389,0.28310471666367054,,0.7836135428584978,0.27783013292213965,0.7448400893843561
1055,7559,"necessary this happened several years ago, only found this subreddit recently.

now, i'd always thought i've got along fine with kids, even when i was one myself. i can deal with teeny kids like a pro, and generally get along with cousins and friend's younger siblings/etc. of course, that all came to a flaming, screaming halt the day of the museum trip.

i was in my final year of highschool, only had several months left. everything was going swimmingly enough. we had an excursion coming up soon, sweet. day off to hang with friends at a museum.

then we found out the year 7's were also coming along, and several of us had been selected to essentially shepherd them around the exhibit, whilst giving them insight into the mystifying world of history. 

now, some backstory. i have notoriously terrible spatial awareness, and coupled with my tendency for clumsiness, if there is something to accidentally fall on/over, i will *probably* be the person to do it. so i lived up to my reputation.

us seniors were paired up with groups of these small children, and seeing as it was the local museum, we pretty much knew the way to it from the buses. first few hundred meters was fine - the museum is in sight. then i realised i'd failed to introduce myself to the children i was supposed to be looking out for. if they got separated i'd have no idea how to find them again.

so, being the smart guy i was, i decided to walk backwards, keeping an eye on them as i introduced myself, and got them to say their names in turn. *great job, hanev, you're going great.* yeah, no.

i turned, on the realisation that walking backwards was a stupid plan, and that i'd probably trip over something, i caught the middle of my shin on the edge of a concrete block at a particularly fast walking-pace. now the thing about those blocks, is that they were the aesthetic-y sort with gravel/rock chips on the surface. those punctured my defenceless shin, and helpfully due to gravity and my own momentum, i then went toppling over.

apparently, i almost saved myself. almost. i then proceeded to completely lose my balance, tear the front of my shin open on the spiky concrete as it followed after me, stumble a step, and land with the brunt of the impact on the same leg's knee. 

the ground happened to be made of a similar substance as the block of spikes, and i received a nasty injury to my knee as well. i scrambled up, thinking maybe i've just grazed something or- 

nope. that's blood. starting to run down my leg.

i had enough composure to not swear before the small children. who were, as expected, laughing at me. trying to brush it off, i laughed too (reportedly a grimace) and hobbled onwards valiantly. by the time we had reached the museum entrance, i was shedding blood like no tomorrow. one of the teachers finally noticed, and gave me two normal band aids and some tissues for wounds roughly the size of my hand, each. alright, i'd have to improvise.

about then, i begin to realise the adrenaline has worn off and *fuck does it hurt.. i was then required to hobble around the museum for the rest of the day, trying not to leave blood everywhere, in a significant deal of pain.

karma wasn't done with me just yet though, as due to the fact i couldn't clean the gashes, they had a whole ton of gravel and other shit in them, and got horribly infected several says later.

ah, highschool, the best memories.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,7.6,94.59285714285714,725.0,53.64667747163695,0.47524752475247517,0.5943706210734278,0.45213137665967856,0.4617353727206856,0.0001581204996669955,1.3128745087350637,-0.1769463173907329,,-0.12724339225763232,-0.3715965514128536,0.29830120736174226,,0.32488798440204625,0.09013882130783202
1056,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,,0.12457091928968787,0.3870268318804102,0.6296469351851643,,0.16403597261482844,0.5491512204198931,0.7487812059351426
1057,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,,0.6296690197758981,0.6483866107724907,0.14558252688297518,,0.6691340731010387,0.8105109993119736,0.26471679763295347
1058,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,,0.4342040837878771,0.6297967179120523,0.6841188694706652,,0.4736691371130177,0.7919211064515351,0.8032531402206435
1059,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,,0.31346445052039607,0.17883808965083425,0.5489100938399583,,0.3529295038455367,0.3409624781903171,0.6680443645899365
1060,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,0.42747357369389055,,0.3580273646598955,0.5052454472108554,0.684899316268148,,0.5201517531993783,0.6243797179608337
1061,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,0.5326129963880086,,0.627477233647614,0.4333273431346338,0.7900387389622661,,0.7896016221870968,0.5524616138846121
1062,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,0.5575351217270565,0.58476281800857,,0.14907706458023376,0.814960864301314,0.6242278713337106,,0.268211335330212
1063,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,0.4888958027376014,0.19385615129297146,0.6006399532536519,,0.7463215453118588,0.23332120461811204,0.7627643417931348,
1064,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,0.5801944591479464,,0.2475029086226514,0.49644199805016453,0.8376202017222039,,0.4096272971621343,0.6155762688001428
1065,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,,0.5358980478024536,0.5912679662017712,0.3379077336840991,,0.5753631011275943,0.7533923547412541,0.4570420044340774
1066,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,0.5219131732848303,0.2047665501893572,0.25125207766873636,,0.7793389158590878,0.24423160351449777,0.4133764662082192,
1067,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,,0.40756303181295284,0.6564784258644467,0.40450620640739404,,0.44702808513809345,0.8186028144039296,0.5236404771573724
1068,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,0.1634306119240449,,0.6533240082713634,0.18763319853081908,0.42085635449830233,,0.8154483968108462,0.30676746928079734
1069,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,0.38160280249939693,,0.5275971671619235,0.389964122727472,0.6390285450736544,,0.6897215557014064,0.5090983934774502
1070,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,0.14881042617992343,0.20163789977894714,0.4489348821256691,,0.4062361687541809,0.24110295310408772,0.611059270665152,
1071,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,0.37394433484332174,0.5430107662727168,,0.6272332698547312,0.6313700774175792,0.5824758195978574,,0.7463675406047094
1072,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,0.3836956078539652,0.1761063561355583,0.3437275548462152,,0.6411213504282227,0.2155714094606989,0.505851943385698,
1073,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,0.6224109683085817,0.2587897029992569,0.5088220607359568,,0.8798367108828391,0.29825475632439746,0.6709464492754397,
1074,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,,0.43623937229196563,0.4979378975635215,0.5735645667294943,,0.47570442561710624,0.6600622861030044,0.6926988374794726
1075,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,,0.1039152462573322,0.3553769931257915,-0.10931879749631321,,0.14338029958247278,0.5175013816652744,0.00981547325366508
1076,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,-0.1877543062740971,0.29601341351904903,0.3273378874621019,,0.06967143630016034,0.3354784668441896,0.48946227600158476,
1077,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,,0.13320987353085711,0.13360536369811776,0.5113240321845332,,0.1726749268559977,0.2957297522376007,0.6304583029345114
1078,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,,0.4838651209422534,-0.12591636746064722,0.3330900595489148,,0.523330174267394,0.03620802107883567,0.4522243302988931
1079,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,,0.16578176952111184,0.4133218465181083,0.6556302204618405,,0.20524682284625242,0.5754462350575912,0.7747644912118188
1080,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,-0.21592862211731204,0.3529325489308205,0.5063520805477344,,0.0414971204569454,0.3923976022559611,0.6684764690872173,
1081,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,,0.20778718951847902,0.6732463377105409,0.3193331119161189,,0.2472522428436196,0.8353707262500237,0.4384673826660972
1082,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,,0.6247634767018995,0.4112257251694261,0.40061412025697757,,0.6642285300270401,0.573350113708909,0.5197483910069558
1083,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,0.4932060479596531,,0.14548118337342192,0.49828458282386884,0.7506317905339106,,0.30760557191290483,0.6174188535738472
1084,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,-0.15633297757343734,0.5835146232004371,,0.31451934122884617,0.1010927650008201,0.6229796765255777,,0.43365361197882446
1085,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,0.2794438238856828,0.1278601932896874,,0.6513480172036068,0.5368695664599402,0.16732524661482798,,0.7704822879535851
1086,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,-0.16000256808318622,,0.5777417932237208,0.6314734511425169,0.09742317449107121,,0.7398661817632036,0.7506077218924951
1087,7772,"so this happened years ago, but i don't think reddit existed yet. so i would have been 26 at the time and i figure i should start going for yearly check ups. so i go the the doctors and get the full deal, and as it turns out i have phimosis. for those who don't know it's when the foreskin cannot be retracted. 26 years and i thought it was normal i guess i haven't been normal for 26 years. so he suggest i get a circumcision, fast forward to the operation..i'm laying down on the table as they put this blanket over me with this hole  where my penise is suppose to go. they ask me if i'm ready i say yes. and say take a deep breathe we are going to inject you with some local anesthetic...your thinking it's just going to be one and that's it...but nnoooo... freaking 5 needles...the last one on the tip of the head, and let me tell you i felt every single one of them...even tho everything is suppose to be numb i still can feel it albeit minimal....doctor kept saying to keep still and i tell him i cant. i can still feel it and just continues on doing what he's doing....i remember the smell of burning flesh the smoke rising up to the ceiling, everything...and all i could think about was why didn't i inquire about being put to sleep...it wasn't a long surgical procedure but i'm freaking 33years old and i still feel every needle, every moment of that experience......  :(",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.4,48.147179487179486,310.0,43.796992481203006,0.25742574257425743,0.03946505332514058,0.16212438853948288,0.11913427074997829,5.75281093030318e-05,0.47765589154307303,0.33597943489292353,,0.4812897022424533,0.6760905638142636,0.5934051774671809,,0.6434140907819362,0.7952248345642419
1088,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,-0.24352225730440946,0.36531285048961526,-0.14561442920205014,,0.4990520001213331,0.6250593952519949,0.009521839141765381,
1089,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,-0.26283535211152753,0.6515588549411333,,0.33200057364510865,0.47973890531421504,0.911305399703513,,0.9860631383937637
1090,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,-0.3002049121441835,0.538881263227093,0.5954404687430166,,0.4423693452815591,0.7986278079894726,0.7505767370868321,
1091,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,-0.44342210225336826,,0.6069163209142869,-0.4152242239629239,0.2991521551723743,,0.7620525892581025,0.23883834078573118
1092,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,0.1996668271475111,0.11484802909797387,,-0.14961517727206441,0.9422410845732536,0.37459457386035355,,0.5044473874765907
1093,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,-0.13223408667585823,,0.655870717082013,-0.14808480281947312,0.6103401707498843,,0.8110069854258286,0.505977761929182
1094,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,,0.4253174891516075,0.23276712998364202,-0.41915665134075575,,0.6850640339139872,0.38790339832745757,0.23490591340789935
1095,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,-0.39733380060399603,0.5878845196361109,,-0.11094189096448914,0.34524045682174653,0.8476310643984906,,0.543120673784166
1096,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,-0.4031135432574611,,0.6702831241589566,-0.171197567050205,0.33946071416828144,,0.8254193925027722,0.4828649976984501
1097,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,0.20739878615423718,-0.1052042191824675,0.14109942604358802,,0.9499730435799798,0.15454232557991218,0.29623569438740355,
1098,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,-0.18425577460178477,,0.2213310407911018,0.18646858847159392,0.5583184828239578,,0.3764673091349173,0.8405311532202491
1099,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,,0.4496942881788389,0.2534276874580784,-0.3490786025287537,,0.7094408329412185,0.408563955801894,0.30498396221990137
1100,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,0.25039119539274796,0.1283796816427377,0.3766616725868147,,0.9929654528184906,0.3881262264051174,0.5317979409306303,
1101,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,-0.5188061797481373,,0.44783234235455216,-0.26911204356857304,0.22376807767760531,,0.6029686106983677,0.38495052118008205
1102,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,-0.35196115452842286,0.21566897105234234,0.4291970176722518,,0.3906131028973197,0.475415515814722,0.5843332860160674,
1103,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,,-0.2062846179193076,0.4582771067295918,0.3085271782763312,,0.05346192684307208,0.6134133750734073,0.9625897430249863
1104,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,-0.29024309883268906,0.4836751497562866,,0.22972993012492787,0.4523311585930535,0.7434216945186662,,0.8837924948735829
1105,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,0.20409016571003985,,0.3310665857947632,-0.340156884002478,0.9466644231357824,,0.4862028541385788,0.3139056807461771
1106,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,-0.3930796343327245,,0.5778929022410373,-0.6254495703367069,0.34949462309301804,,0.7330291705848528,0.0286129944119482
1107,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,,0.44311327360746805,0.18078448510146566,0.2706175889303814,,0.7028598183698478,0.33592075344528116,0.9246801536790366
1108,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,,0.2981576910068081,0.3142223089230469,-0.46480822457977505,,0.5579042357691878,0.4693585772668625,0.18925434016888004
1109,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,-0.14708433974911161,,0.4905121552959795,0.21990302414607582,0.595489917676631,,0.645648423639795,0.8739655888947309
1110,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,-0.5269497469539375,0.5985186808773926,,0.2761673435605652,0.2156245104718051,0.8582652256397723,,0.9302299083092203
1111,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,,0.4308667594246353,0.20870182711867258,0.21517934818703593,,0.690613304187015,0.36383809546248813,0.869241912935691
1112,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,,-0.15699751700330208,0.41894101895045754,-0.32775647659106855,,0.1027490277590776,0.5740772872942731,0.32630608815758655
1113,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,,0.6102764286512516,0.31306939936020606,-0.42215802112156736,,0.8700229734136313,0.4682056677040216,0.23190454362708773
1114,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,-0.6890058937488903,,0.30840852164009014,-0.3543431895367921,0.05356836367685225,,0.4635447899839057,0.299719375211863
1115,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,-0.561440078433245,0.2669865178032835,,-0.41585924181085965,0.18113417899249762,0.5267330625656632,,0.23820332293779545
1116,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,-0.2457684393493102,,0.5356641923326335,-0.39104313475458247,0.49680581807643237,,0.6908004606764491,0.26301942999407263
1117,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,,0.6021937894451044,-0.1450160981832561,-0.30547507927400896,,0.8619403342074841,0.010120170160559439,0.34858748547464613
1118,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,,0.23551549505122799,0.31739361109489106,0.14327420708065447,,0.49526203981360767,0.4725298794387066,0.7973367718293096
1119,5776,"this event occurred roughly two years ago when i was a 13/14 year old messing around in school, like most kids do. 

to set the scene, i was sat in my history lesson and someone had made one of those paper fortune teller things. 
i was assigned the chief role of decorating said fortune teller. now as the immature 13/14 year old i was, i immediately set away at writing and drawing all the obscenities and phallic images that popped into my mind, whilst my teacher (who for some reason seemed to like me more than most of the other kids) rambled on about the slave trade. 

now, i was so immersed in my drawings, i neglected to keep an eye on my teacher and to make sure i wasn't caught not paying attention. at some point the class went silent and i realised the teacher was stood over me and my 'artwork'. she held her hand out for the paper, and at this point i knew i was fucked...

the whole class watched the teacher take the paper and she opened it on a random section, being the lucky guy i am it happened to be on a drawing of the veiniest, fattest dick imaginable. she asked me what this meant, and in my state of complete embarrassment, all i could utter were those fateful words which still haunt me to this day:""that means you're a cock. a trip to the heads office and a phone call home resulted in me being suspended from school for a week, and never having the same experience in those history lessons again...",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,10.3,66.58477272727274,300.0,59.17602996254682,0.7425742574257426,0.2597465447623797,0.15513626834381553,0.6540625647486551,5.397156626400872e-05,0.4481259146900644,-0.6289368986311742,,0.41448820217423044,-0.25873648190721155,0.11363735879456838,,0.569624470518046,0.39532608284144355
1120,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,0.29044909749968106,-0.30030593942573625,,-0.24494378144743367,0.785498602450176,0.3070330047254779,,0.38544275403115313
1121,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,0.16192162274134303,0.2530857145261855,,-0.5702249124683448,0.656971127691838,0.8604246586773996,,0.06016162301024197
1122,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,0.271177677739491,-0.2209294597125112,,0.3557575034993605,0.766227182689986,0.38640948443870293,,0.9861440389779472
1123,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,-0.17576202449071165,-0.27498773114348546,,-0.37074324769384587,0.31928748045978333,0.3323512130077287,,0.25964328778474094
1124,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,,0.19985766584136805,-0.41281307766968506,-0.5946575623754679,,0.8071966099925822,0.5263902766280089,0.035728973103118955
1125,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,-0.24740206374003626,,-0.21334765227984492,-0.560326076745647,0.24764744121045873,,0.7258557020178491,0.07006045873293976
1126,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,,0.1280079776081003,-0.26053512452173044,-0.284615985410568,,0.7353469217593145,0.6786682297759635,0.3457705500680188
1127,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,0.24873113185091156,-0.12011578838568149,-0.2386118828628223,,0.7437806368014066,0.48722315576553266,0.7005914714348717,
1128,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,-0.11678900503345307,0.10752203404064203,-0.635153503800167,,0.3782604999170419,0.7148609781918562,0.304049850497527,
1129,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,0.48251117125734944,-0.5772970881031777,-0.5103971662801636,,0.9775606762078444,0.03004185604803644,0.42880618801753034,
1130,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,0.21172179043812311,-0.5226986566119022,-0.3228735814726833,,0.706771295388618,0.08464028753931196,0.6163297728250107,
1131,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,,0.1752077415995717,-0.5055188957003222,0.35155182269241153,,0.7825466857507859,0.4336844585973718,0.9819383581709984
1132,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,-0.46516715580205104,-0.2512536131768188,-0.6321184373955858,,0.029882349148443954,0.3560853309743953,0.30708491690210815,
1133,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,0.5035284555367454,0.3037350652396113,-0.6710053546867618,,0.9985779604872405,0.9110740093908254,0.26819799961093216,
1134,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,0.22320833890905356,-0.4397112449911136,,0.2931183722538319,0.7182578438595486,0.16762769916010056,,0.9235049077324187
1135,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,,0.38617534170449935,-0.2261429357592193,0.10041512004561898,,0.9935142858557136,0.7130604185384747,0.7308016555242058
1136,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,-0.2184653031960967,-0.4702202942914122,,0.1242514393626068,0.2765842017543983,0.13711864985980193,,0.7546379748411935
1137,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,,0.25382397781276994,-0.15174099801772079,0.2735571154321121,,0.861162921963984,0.7874623562799732,0.9039436509106988
1138,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,0.5047435128559791,-0.4120877353774131,-0.24201543087267363,,0.999793017806474,0.19525120877380103,0.6971879234250203,
1139,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,-0.2860533989876291,,-0.16126113713544865,-0.5275740007232936,0.20899610596286589,,0.7779422171622453,0.10281253475529317
1140,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,-0.4741228310917591,0.14332566571492739,-0.3375216226860789,,0.020926673858735867,0.7506646098661416,0.6016817316116151,
1141,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,-0.3078452752221992,,-0.5444707997368081,-0.6152444230694161,0.1872042297282958,,0.39473255456088585,0.015142112409170738
1142,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,,0.32454730058539355,-0.48879005049887303,-0.30173933467084224,,0.9318862447366076,0.45041330379882094,0.32864720080774457
1143,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,-0.48035218132001145,-0.39092152001373687,,-0.13799376774521144,0.014697323630483539,0.21641742413747728,,0.49239276773337537
1144,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,0.3079749759186372,-0.24956795151618605,,-0.24413846081589052,0.8030244808691323,0.3577709926350281,,0.3862480746626963
1145,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,-0.2365926502258941,0.26383793318804033,,-0.10257562311611979,0.2584568547246009,0.8711768773392545,,0.527810912362467
1146,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,-0.38546372710287274,0.1421542508367138,-0.15202017303997972,,0.10958577784762225,0.749493194987928,0.7871831812577142,
1147,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,0.15283479907708675,0.3615556702660981,-0.32356206681049215,,0.6478843040275817,0.9688946144173123,0.6156412874872018,
1148,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,-0.26113668587230265,,-0.25873804366468817,-0.3875895500473746,0.23391281907819234,,0.6804653106330059,0.2427969854312122
1149,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,,0.38550626284005557,-0.6388284702518335,-0.30667051272650736,,0.9928452069912697,0.30037488404586044,0.32371602275207945
1150,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,-0.44509147999248905,,-0.6445924966327407,0.10881934969158219,0.04995802495800594,,0.2946108576649533,0.739205885170169
1151,551,"Money troubles may have been the motive behind what friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy and their three dogs. Blackstone was deep in debt and filed for bankruptcy just three years ago, court papers uncovered by Daily Mail Online reveal. And Jill owed Wendy Blackstone, the deaf and blind sister who died of asphyxiation on March 14, more than $122,000 for a loan, the papers reveal. Blackstone was recently forced to sell the three-bedroom, two-bath house that she and her sister had called home for eight years, although they continued to live in it as the new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild. Motive? Money troubles may have been the bottom of what police and friends believe was a shocking suicide pact that saw Jerry Springer producer Jill Blackstone (left) survive after the death of her disabled sister, Wendy (right) 'She couldn't get the money she wanted,' one neighbor told Daily Mail Online exclusively. 'So she listed the house for less — under a million — and when it sold, I imagine that's when she became desperate.' Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000. Papers filed in her 2012 bankruptcy reveal she was paying $5,055 a month in mortgage payments — more than 60% of her total income. Shimon Ben, an agent for the new owners, refused to talk to Daily Mail Online about whether the sale of the house was connected to the apparent suicide pact. 'Don't ask me questions, do me a favor,' Ben said before hanging up the phone. Blackstone, 52, was arrested after her sister was found dead in the garage of the Landale Street house. Police told TMZ they believe Jill intended to kill herself along with Wendy and their three dogs. Paramedics arrived at the scene to find Wendy and the dogs dead. They were killed by carbon monoxide fumes coming from a barbecue grill placed at Wendy's feet. Attempts to resuscitate Wendy, 49, who was grasping a handwritten suicide note believed to have been written by her sister, failed. But Jill apparently woke up and had a change of heart about killing herself. She called a friend who then dialed 911. Jill Blackstone was hospitalized for two days with carbon monoxide poisoning. After treatment she was charged with first-degree murder and held on $1 million bail, but she was released from custody on Wednesday of last week and the charges were dropped. Do not disturb: Public records reveal that Blackstone put the single story house in Studio City, in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, on the market in November for $950,000. It sold within a month for the full asking price. She had bought the house in 2007 for $930,000 but she has yet to move out . Police told Daily Mail Online the investigation into Wendy's death is still ongoing and would not comment on whether her money woes were part of the probe. Jill was spotted returning in tears to the home where her sister died on Thursday. The neighbor says she and others on the small cul de sac where many homes are being demolished and rebuilt are angry at what they believe to be Blackstone's actions. 'That was not the answer to her problems,' she told Daily Mail Online. 'She was trying to find a foundation that would help them and help financially take care of her sister, but I don't think she got very far. 'No-one had to die over money. There had to be other options.' The neighbor said the two women always looked depressed. 'You could see it in them whenever they were outside in the yard or walking the dogs. These were not happy women.' Papers entered in court in support of her bankruptcy showed Jill Blackstone was $1.4 million in debt when she filed in August 2012. Her total assets were listed at only half that figure. She claimed she was disputing a $300,000 debt owed to Mad Men hair stylist Lucia Mace and her husband from a 2010 injury claim. However, when Daily Mail Online contacted the three-time-Emmy winner, Mace said: 'I have no idea what you are talking about,' claiming she had never heard of Blackstone. She then hung up. They sisters continued to live in the home as new owners awaited permission to demolish and rebuild . The papers showed Jill Blackstone owed Wendy $122,126.33 for a 2010 loan. She also owed another relative $4,000. Her bankruptcy papers show that Blackstone was drowning in debt, constantly spending more each month than she was bringing in. She said she earned $7,431 a month after tax with a further $826 coming from her disabled sister's social security. Blackstone, who had produced episodes of the Sally Jessy Raphael Show and the Rosie O'Donnell Show as well as The Jerry Springer Show, listed total monthly expenses at $8,967 — $709 more than she earned. She said her cash in hand at the time came to just $40, with her two bank accounts containing a mere $904.31. And her debts, many from store credit cards, were mounting. She owed $520 on her Banana Republic card; $798 on her Barneys New York card; $103 on her Bloomingdale's card and $172 on her Gap card. But those debts were tiny compared to bank credit cards. She owed more than $27,000 on her Chase MasterCard, the court papers reveal, a further $3,850 on her CitiCard MasterCard, $1,800 on her Credit One MasterCard; $7,400 to GE Care Credit, and nearly $4,000 on two PayPal accounts. Medical bills too were piling up as she detailed more than $2,800 owed to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, a further $13,000 to UCLA Medical Center, $4.300 to a New York orthopedic surgeon, $2,000 to a dentist and $400 to endodontist  along with a further $560 owed to the Jules Stein Eye Institute. Other debts included nearly $5,500 to her accountants, $12,000 for a loan on her 2010 Toyota Prius and more than $1,000 to her lawyer. Jill and Wendy  ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue from their home. But three dogs were found dead in the garage along with Wendy . The two sisters ran the non-profit Thumping Tails animal rescue, which they operated from their home — and that too was proving costly, Blackstone's bankruptcy papers reveal. She owed more than $4,800 to the Northridge Animal Hospital and a further $4,300 to the Veterinary Medical Center in Studio City. The neighbor said the fact that Blackstone rescued pets and found them good homes made the decision to take her dogs' lives along with her sister's even more unexplainable. Through tears, the neighbor said: 'The dogs didn't have to die. 'That was the most selfish, evil things she could have done. Her neighbors are just furious. I'm so angry I'm spitting bullets. 'She loved her dogs desperately. They were her world. So why would she do that? It breaks my heart, it really does. It sickens me.' The court papers show Blackstone's bankruptcy was discharged on November 13, 2012, three months after she filed.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.8,95.6783076923077,1422.0,58.49535080304311,0.495049504950495,0.6073389441512141,0.939203354297694,0.6303865354785868,0.0004435713224312603,3.6829726901467543,-0.44986276574770934,,-0.194177831843378,-0.3113293139393409,0.04518673920278565,,0.745025522454316,0.3190572215392459
1152,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,-0.38672410394069384,0.27466114737035985,-0.5197067448204167,,0.6132758960593061,0.48538548629409006,0.4257859176533779,
1153,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,-0.5367984557614062,0.5030891484547173,-0.5762817524468786,,0.46320154423859383,0.7138134873784475,0.369210910026916,
1154,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,-0.49812330245367265,0.40800343792216964,,0.34770861613295034,0.5018766975463274,0.6187277768458999,,0.7961158478622563
1155,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,-0.5718596197982846,-0.2031392841975638,,0.40891223537475196,0.4281403802017154,0.007585054726166385,,0.8573194671040578
1156,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,-0.6643119021349663,,-0.4730759296761532,0.38670929242630747,0.33568809786503373,,0.4724167327976414,0.8351165241556133
1157,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,-0.17535126748211283,0.5941047506548489,-0.23367745158948872,,0.8246487325178872,0.8048290895785791,0.7118152108843059,
1158,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,-0.21286621385900995,,-0.6683460311007454,0.11714384818929324,0.78713378614099,,0.2771466313730492,0.5655510799185992
1159,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,-0.13470524978200404,0.6202989104743233,,0.3468941168421903,0.865294750217996,0.8310232493980535,,0.7953013485714961
1160,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,-0.2165242804250591,0.1821578517525533,-0.4170348575553446,,0.7834757195749409,0.3928821906762835,0.5284578049184501,
1161,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,-0.4365751067073112,-0.13055682332964869,,0.4809037200589368,0.5634248932926889,0.0801675155940815,,0.9293109517882427
1162,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,-0.3085091629563054,,-0.48498247860530286,-0.301848635627998,0.6914908370436945,,0.46051018386849174,0.1465585961013079
1163,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,-0.3143358030290245,,-0.18395588860612433,-0.35030479174690066,0.6856641969709756,,0.7615367738676703,0.09810243998240525
1164,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,,0.2712396226519611,-0.13716768786764222,-0.3258993912457828,,0.4819639615756913,0.8083249746061524,0.12250784048352309
1165,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,-0.6940919049927934,0.15848861655612406,-0.20783388413880727,,0.3059080950072066,0.3692129554798542,0.7376587783349873,
1166,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,,-0.1184020969423225,-0.2707382780340757,-0.39306787932497217,,0.09232224198140769,0.6747543844397189,0.05533935240433374
1167,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,,0.1900543818007504,-0.3669041621259071,0.33592578028648246,,0.4007787207244806,0.5785885003478874,0.7843330120157883
1168,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,-0.3802741391819515,,-0.12913441666760084,-0.1592349689304936,0.6197258608180485,,0.8163582458061938,0.2891722627988123
1169,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,,0.5143597857954914,-0.16422124497710355,0.10994768043685671,,0.7250841247192216,0.781271417496691,0.5583549121661626
1170,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,-0.38171608768132465,0.28477658523800164,,-0.2646453794395984,0.6182839123186754,0.49550092416173186,,0.18376185228970748
1171,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,,0.25409517699569784,-0.5617943007385893,0.20039823740263069,,0.46481951591942805,0.38369836173520533,0.6488054691319366
1172,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,,0.21683980019470545,-0.15193318091464603,-0.12102684757586918,,0.4275641391184356,0.7935594815591486,0.32738038415343673
1173,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,-0.2510597701038944,-0.13008399773023782,-0.5514612951149291,,0.7489402298961056,0.08064034119349237,0.39403136735886546,
1174,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,-0.24220423822618353,0.26372607104034906,,0.4801071809383304,0.7577957617738165,0.4744504099640793,,0.9285144126676363
1175,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,-0.12261955053265605,,-0.5815158497885902,0.2529196795437668,0.877380449467344,,0.36397681268520443,0.7013269112730727
1176,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,,-0.12156980959672131,-0.22811017942245643,-0.4339590559213375,,0.08915452932700887,0.7173824830513382,0.014448175807968422
1177,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,,0.22453697327878488,-0.2558181640605495,-0.1981986497918532,,0.43526131220251507,0.689674498413245,0.2502085819374527
1178,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,,0.41212358608037825,-0.22366398294275674,0.5430652785423931,,0.6228479250041085,0.7218286795310378,0.991472510271699
1179,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,-0.29250499255386586,0.6893038235451181,,-0.17789524094225917,0.7074950074461341,0.9000281624688483,,0.27051199078704674
1180,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,,0.17570216003091002,-0.19666726052453531,-0.42254861946843364,,0.3864264989546402,0.7488254019492593,0.02585861226087227
1181,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,-0.38789023856056376,,-0.3633093119968263,0.13183042732929862,0.6121097614394362,,0.5821833504769682,0.5802376590586045
1182,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,,-0.11581201491706482,-0.5136537906695275,0.24417361102683222,,0.09491232400666537,0.43183887180426705,0.6925808427561382
1183,4474,"

Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum
by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we
put in the time. It was a monstrous big river down there--sometimes a
mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes;
soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up--nearly
always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young
cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them. Then we set out
the lines. Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to
freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where
the water was about knee-deep, and watched the daylight come. Not a
sound anywheres--perfectly still--just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first
thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull
line--that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing
else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading
around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any
more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so
far away--trading-scows, and such things; and long black
streaks--rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or
jumbled-up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and
by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of
the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks
on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl
up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you
make out a log cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on
t'other side of the river, being a wood-yard, likely, and piled by
them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice
breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and
fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but
sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around,
gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the
full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just
going it! A little smoke couldn't be noticed now, so we would take some fish off
of the lines and cook up a hot breakfast. And afterwards we would
watch the lonesomeness of the river, and kind of lazy along, and by
and by lazy off to sleep. Wake up by and by, and look to see what done
it, and maybe see a steamboat coughing along up-stream, so far off
towards the other side you couldn't tell nothing about her only
whether she was a stern-wheel or side-wheel; then for about an hour
there wouldn't be nothing to hear nor nothing to see--just solid
lonesomeness. Next you'd see a raft sliding by, away off yonder, and
maybe a galoot on it chopping, because they're most always doing it on
a raft; you'd see the ax flash and come down--you don't hear nothing;
you see that ax go up again, and by the time it's above the man's head
then you hear the _k'chunk!_--it had took all that time to come over
the water. So we would put in the day, lazying around, listening to
the stillness. Once there was a thick fog, and the rafts and things
that went by was beating tin pans so the steamboats wouldn't run over
them. A scow or a raft went by so close we could hear them talking and
cussing and laughing--heard them plain; but we couldn't see no sign of
them; it made you feel crawly; it was like spirits carrying on that
way in the air. Jim said he believed it was spirits; but I says:

""No; spirits wouldn't say, 'Dern the dern fog.'"" Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the
middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted
her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and
talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night,
whenever the mosquitoes would let us--the new clothes Buck's folks
made for me was too good to be comfortable, and besides I didn't go
much on clothes, nohow. Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest
time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and
maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on
the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know;
and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of
them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there,
all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up
at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just
happened. Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I
judged it would have took too long to _make_ so many. Jim said the
moon could 'a' _laid_ them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I
didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as
many, so of course it could be done. We used to watch the stars that
fell, too, and see them streak down. Jim allowed they'd got spoiled
and was hove out of the nest. Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in
the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up
out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look
awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink
out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by
and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and
joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for
you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something. After midnight the people on shore went to bed, and then for two or
three hours the shores was black--no more sparks in the cabin windows. These sparks was our clock--the first one that showed again meant
morning was coming, so we hunted a place to hide and tie up right
away. One morning about daybreak I found a canoe and crossed over a chute to
the main shore--it was only two hundred yards--and paddled about a
mile up a crick amongst the cypress woods, to see if I couldn't get
some berries. Just as I was passing a place where a kind of a cowpath
crossed the crick, here comes a couple of men tearing up the path as
tight as they could foot it. I thought I was a goner, for whenever
anybody was after anybody I judged it was _me_--or maybe Jim.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,13.9,62.481606886657104,1431.0,53.2634971796938,1.0,0.2107243389237302,0.9454926624737946,0.4484072317293059,0.0003938958980510378,3.270517641517767,-0.2854291802392265,0.27651378807808036,,-0.11601251437257448,0.7145708197607735,0.4872381270018106,,0.33239471735673143
1184,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.4068906349049258,,0.37613796619221707,-0.27060184185700464,0.3653865928178464,,0.5976613763948726,0.6234862513886802
1185,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.6167207423912046,,0.5421717713352864,-0.478285057170098,0.15555648533156763,,0.7636951815379418,0.41580303607558683
1186,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,,0.22638462224052708,0.12044265405030358,-0.157313231705288,,0.7377605308520898,0.34196606425295906,0.7367748615403968
1187,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,,0.25386393321469886,0.3389126723117976,-0.17289932010609055,,0.7652398418262616,0.5604360825144531,0.7211887731395943
1188,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.6081649585106099,0.23094002618530768,0.39122740388174443,,0.16411226921216227,0.7423159347968704,0.6127508140843999,
1189,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.3423917439376125,,0.6550791465549991,-0.6447095332286827,0.42988548378515967,,0.8766025567576545,0.2493785600170021
1190,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.6858074792141263,,-0.14347666481749893,-0.10214866289853664,0.08646974850864586,,0.07804674538515655,0.7919394303471482
1191,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.24928617526262825,,0.12198160956219634,-0.5543919098516072,0.522991052460144,,0.3435050197648518,0.3396961833940776
1192,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.2201757695267832,0.41640556173579496,0.6872943728437368,,0.552101458195989,0.9277814703473577,0.9088177830463924,
1193,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.6023980963448556,,0.6049732154099029,-0.521428765192391,0.16987913137791655,,0.8264966256125583,0.3726593280532938
1194,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.6986813416892079,,0.2241127988837523,0.1004503195268916,0.07359588603356426,,0.4456362090864078,0.9945384127725765
1195,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.319006859915886,-0.3476047505354816,0.22005586367340196,,0.4532703678068862,0.16377115807608106,0.44157927387605744,
1196,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,,-0.4032294652744186,0.4800771101632184,-0.6271384954378386,,0.10814644333714407,0.701600520365874,0.2669495978078462
1197,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.5320894125688145,-0.23078606988811562,0.5252000909843594,,0.2401878151539577,0.28058983872344706,0.7467235011870148,
1198,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.19859902082515068,,0.47170452763213117,-0.6982779052541737,0.5736782068976215,,0.6932279378347866,0.19581018799151118
1199,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,0.17743577832970375,-0.42263972391171745,,-0.2328186709042004,0.9497130060524759,0.08873618469984523,,0.6612694223414844
1200,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.3832726953099736,,0.31585296249124856,-0.16986379645679817,0.3890045324127986,,0.537376372693904,0.7242242967888867
1201,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.10994191750369386,,0.6470025042804907,-0.15581607480762227,0.6623353102190783,,0.8685259144831461,0.7382720184380626
1202,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.16759486110711952,,-0.14495143629052287,-0.2827417633055584,0.6046823666156527,,0.07657197391213261,0.6113463299401265
1203,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,0.2121888611716875,0.2699076412539326,0.648576571473689,,0.9844660888944596,0.7812835498654953,0.8700999816763444,
1204,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.5812977364249912,,0.2251406246118985,-0.5980489933398315,0.19097949129778102,,0.44666403481455397,0.2960390999058533
1205,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,,0.4689845106963984,0.5278869640271374,-0.44346492757802336,,0.9803604193079611,0.7494103742297928,0.4506231656676615
1206,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.6967219866133543,,0.35854574740895334,-0.5035325347575995,0.07555524110941791,,0.5800691576116088,0.3905555584880853
1207,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.6191973579974883,-0.157163943122047,,-0.14908527709545427,0.15307986972528387,0.35421196548951567,,0.7450028161502306
1208,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.6259509124274786,-0.4720538056317944,,-0.5012186719250085,0.1463263152952936,0.03932210297976829,,0.39286942132067637
1209,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.2194214593290562,0.27295509369387144,0.30551550530512167,,0.552855768393716,0.7843310023054342,0.5270389155077772,
1210,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.4380823597838691,0.22286906737773088,-0.19223245644675013,,0.3341948679389031,0.7342449759892935,0.029290953755905347,
1211,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.12448068013823088,0.3310289157556385,,-0.5762493879776424,0.6477965475845413,0.8424048243672011,,0.3178387052680425
1212,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.5201032055306778,,-0.14693375790634272,-0.5905343196286603,0.2521740221920944,,0.07458965229631276,0.3035537736170245
1213,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,,-0.2492519376646702,0.13012337517751632,-0.39844493946174486,,0.2621239709468925,0.3516467853801718,0.49564315378393997
1214,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.35358889152783346,,-0.19645772485203572,-0.5061811557694723,0.4186883361949387,,0.02506568535061976,0.3879069374762125
1215,2528,"There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England (file image) A major immunisation programme aims to protect teenagers against a potentially lethal new strain of meningitis after a steep rise in cases. There were just 22 cases of meningitis W in 2009, but this shot up to 117 last year, according to Public Health England. This is a rise of 431 per cent. Some experts said the levels could even indicate a public health emergency. While the rise was initially seen in adults, it has now extended to all age groups and, for the first time in a decade, young children have died as a result of MenW. There has also been a rise in cases among students. It is proposed to immunise teenagers aged 14 to 18 in an attempt to halt the disease’s spread. Andrew Pollard, chairman of the Joint Committee on Vaccination and Immunisation, said the upsurge in cases was caused by a ‘highly aggressive strain of the bug’. He said: ‘We reviewed the outbreak in detail and concluded that this increase was likely to continue in future years unless action is taken. ‘We have therefore advised the Department of Health to implement a vaccination programme for teenagers as soon as possible which we believe will have a substantial impact on the disease and protect the public’s health.’ Campaigners said the Government’s delay in introducing a vaccine against meningitis B – the last major strain of the disease – may have hindered the fight. Statistics show one baby dies every month in Britain from meningitis B and charities claim dozens of lives have needlessly been lost to the disease because of procrastination by officials. Chris Head, of the Meningitis Research Foundation, said: ‘We applaud the quick action by the Government to protect 14 to 18-year-olds using the MenACWY vaccine. ‘However, it will take more than a year for this protection to filter through to toddlers and infants, and in the meantime under-fives will still be dying and disabled as a result of MenW.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.6,87.6461875,395.0,66.07669616519175,0.7722772277227722,0.5113759086115627,0.22152341020265548,0.8940880932456848,6.817167537302885e-05,0.5660294206222585,-0.2657984647347907,0.1724655008636084,,-0.20577853689121556,0.5064787629879814,0.683841409475171,,0.6883095563544692
1216,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,-0.5834856292050665,-0.21070734065191843,-0.4031474557385778,,0.050177737131567035,0.723526437819273,0.5968525442614222,
1217,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,0.2748981644957486,-0.31046273227542187,,-0.6739679247928607,0.9085615308323822,0.6237710461957695,,0.05241278275577077
1218,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,-0.5207756476705141,-0.33472122389176384,-0.5924222588439709,,0.11288771866611946,0.5995125545794275,0.40757774115602907,
1219,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,,-0.2662415966568378,-0.21378136014433774,0.11645712270561298,,0.6679921818143536,0.7862186398556623,0.8428378302542445
1220,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,,-0.15801932356674442,-0.29663270231555194,0.19434545779804152,,0.776214454904447,0.7033672976844481,0.920726165346673
1221,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,,-0.4378270833497813,-0.2292780887890628,-0.6278229790588516,,0.49640669512141006,0.7707219112109371,0.09855772848977984
1222,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,-0.21696413702872497,-0.19816945862126456,,0.23968282381308953,0.4166992293079086,0.7360643198499268,,0.966063531361721
1223,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,0.12495470848780371,-0.5753376223361629,-0.6878318110632514,,0.7586180748244373,0.35889615613502845,0.3121681889367486,
1224,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,-0.2227002738385891,,-0.625181531725838,-0.24649805324248414,0.41096309249804447,,0.374818468274162,0.47988265430614735
1225,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,,-0.10410753784590365,-0.24501842967368886,0.11396934678287401,,0.8301262406252877,0.7549815703263112,0.8403500543315054
1226,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,,-0.10844640461798938,-0.31602616893125773,0.16550853875350374,,0.825787373853202,0.6839738310687422,0.8918892463021353
1227,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,0.3229643506561311,,-0.47115079372998603,-0.6391455141041549,0.9566277169927646,,0.528849206270014,0.08723519344447661
1228,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,-0.4961644043052361,,-0.6367618391025159,-0.5571502338014539,0.13749896203139744,,0.36323816089748406,0.1692304737471776
1229,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,,-0.37387621205495447,-0.27299076438694836,-0.5368225434826281,,0.5603575664162369,0.7270092356130516,0.18955816406600334
1230,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,0.10435455705387792,,-0.3648265978802863,0.1990562170800914,0.7380179233905115,,0.6351734021197137,0.9254369246287228
1231,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,-0.5448675151991851,,-0.44280110536630907,-0.6019725834235105,0.08879585113744848,,0.557198894633691,0.12440812412512103
1232,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,-0.1806264513573636,-0.4609597200343453,-0.5292425232784489,,0.45303691497926996,0.47327405843684606,0.4707574767215511,
1233,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,-0.3653927756580653,-0.3352243895005948,,-0.5734173167292963,0.26827059067856823,0.5990093889705965,,0.1529633908193352
1234,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,-0.5337275177441269,-0.6839939424346765,-0.6925446437236406,,0.0999358485925067,0.2502398360365149,0.30745535627635945,
1235,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,-0.5975922815323216,,-0.1768089422530258,-0.624140556575808,0.03607108480431198,,0.8231910577469742,0.10224015097282346
1236,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,-0.28462222727021946,-0.12261821009543394,,-0.3211555133635437,0.3490411390664141,0.8116155683757574,,0.4052251941850878
1237,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,,-0.1999734253410017,-0.49118382208676836,0.19018670830736378,,0.7342603531301897,0.5088161779132316,0.9165674158559953
1238,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,-0.2572847105949081,-0.383315581864702,-0.10017541730690138,,0.37637865574172547,0.5509181966064893,0.8998245826930986,
1239,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,-0.34424736171824954,-0.69379264211638,-0.32429555572366314,,0.289416004618384,0.24044113635481135,0.6757044442763369,
1240,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,-0.11302121422192979,,-0.18221738360071338,-0.35277514309183694,0.5206421521147038,,0.8177826163992866,0.37360556445679455
1241,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,-0.5833773763587288,-0.4143647382988018,-0.2864535880227861,,0.05028598997790479,0.5198690401723896,0.7135464119772139,
1242,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,-0.20315371216792566,,-0.5237428761835682,-0.485439194430914,0.4305096541687079,,0.4762571238164318,0.2409415131177175
1243,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,,-0.6036381121422105,-0.49558874585511903,-0.4493633827298652,,0.33059566632898085,0.504411254144881,0.2770173248187663
1244,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,-0.16395712506927285,,-0.20219879184094292,-0.2649332352770722,0.4697062412673607,,0.7978012081590571,0.4614474722715593
1245,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,0.10299797828411478,-0.2781436577443403,,-0.3361114808504783,0.7366613446207484,0.656090120726851,,0.39026922669815317
1246,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,0.3313333983591003,-0.23997685720191103,-0.11826587486608875,,0.9649967646957338,0.6942569212692804,0.8817341251339113,
1247,689,"Her boyfriend’s dreary taste in furnishings is said to be the spark that first set Chrissie Rucker off in pursuit of all things white. Faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery in his flat in Fulham, West London, she rushed to the shops to find replacements in more neutral tones, but struggled when it came to buying good quality bed linen in the purest of whites. She didn’t know it at the time, of course, but that day in 1993 marked the moment Rucker began to dream of setting up a shop selling everything in white. Scroll down for video . Chrissie Rucker is the founder and director of The White Company and is pictured here with a selection of her products . More than two decades on, the 46-year-old founder of The White Company is one of the UK’s wealthiest businesswomen having transformed what began as a 12-page mail-order catalogue selling white towels and bed linen into a home furnishings and fashion empire. Her business sells everything from £20 scented candles to £200 cashmere jumpers, and while she has branched out to shades such as ‘biscuit marl’ and ‘cloud grey’, Rucker remains obsessed with all things pale. Her white revolution has seen sales soaring at her 53 High Street stores — even the Queen has sent out her ladies-in-waiting to buy bedspreads — and has spread across the Atlantic where she launched a U.S. website last year. Latest figures show that the mother-of-four’s company made pre-tax profits of £6.5 million last year — an increase of 38 per cent. Her position on the Sunday Times Rich list has climbed steeply from 427th to 326th. She and her husband’s combined wealth is estimated at £295 million. Aside from the money pouring into company coffers, Rucker owns three stunning properties, all decorated from roof to floor in her trademark sweeping white interiors. There’s a £12.5 million 17th-century manor house in Buckinghamshire, set in 51 acres of parkland, a £4 million townhouse in London’s fashionable Holland Park and what is widely regarded to be the finest property in the Swiss Alps, Haus Alpina, a luxury chalet with full-time staff which Rucker rents out for a staggering £26,000 a week. Chrissie, pictured at her Buckinghamshire home, realised she had found a gap in the market when she was looking to decorate her future husband's house all in white . Even at Rucker’s main residence, the country mansion, the only flashes of colour you’ll see are the bright pony rosettes awarded to her horse-mad daughters. All in all, it’s a rather surprising state of affairs for a woman who disappointed her parents by leaving school at 16 with six O-levels and signing up at the Lucie Clayton finishing school which promised to prepare girls for marriage, society and ‘the season’. However, it was not long before Rucker decided she wanted to do something more interesting with her life than flutter her eyelashes at eligible young bachelors on the London social circuit. Indeed, the statuesque blonde’s path to fortune is rather more colourful than her dazzling white shops might suggest. Belinda Christian Rucker, as she was named by her parents, was born in 1968 into an illustrious military family — her maternal grandfather, Sir Harold Pyman, was Commander-in-Chief of Allied Forces in Europe and a recipient of the Knight Grand Cross and Distinguished Service Order. The daughter of commodity broker, Patrick Rucker, Chrissie, as she was known, grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School in Kent. Her parents divorced, and aged seven, she and her younger sister, Jo, went with their mother Rosemary, a horse breeder, to live with their new step-father, estate agent Jeremy Calcutt. Those days, she recalled, were happy but chaotic. ‘My mother was really only interested in her horses,’ she said, ‘so the stables were immaculate, the house a tip.’ Chrissie's husband, Nick Wheeler (pictured), set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University . It was all a far cry from the vision Rucker would later create of domestic interiors as a haven of white and light. Her early ambitions lay in fashion. While at Lucy Clayton she studied dressmaking and design. But as a teenager in London in the late Eighties, Rucker seemed intent on immersing herself in a ‘Sloane Ranger’ lifestyle. In 1987, she was a debutante at the Savoy hotel’s Berkeley Ball, where she and fellow socialite and fashion journalist Plum Sykes were among a select bunch of girls chosen by judges including hairdresser Vidal Sassoon and fashion designer Jean Muir to appear in the Berkeley Dress Show. Even at Chrissie and Nick's home in Buckinghamshire (pictured) you will see only flashes of colour, mainly in the bright pony rosettes awarded to their horse-mad daughters . Wedding dress designer Anneliese Sharpe, who was also on the judging panel, recalls that even among the ‘incredibly beautiful, leggy’ girls who paraded in front of her, desperate to be picked, 18-year-old Rucker stood out. Cannily, she used her introduction to Sharpe to ask for work experience. ‘Chrissie used to come every day,’ says Sharp. ‘She was completely different from the other debutantes. She was incredibly hard-working with no airs and graces.’ However, Rucker decided that life as a designer was not what she wanted after all. She began work at Conde Nast, the owner of several glossy magazines including Vogue and Tatler, first as a receptionist, then as a fashion assistant. She enrolled on a journalism course, later describing it as a ‘complete waste of time’, and flitted from there to Clarins, where she worked as a PR girl. She was poached from there by Harper & Queen’s health and beauty editor Tina Gaudoin in 1991. Gaudoin recalls: ‘She was so efficient and impressive, I said: “Are you interested in coming to work for me?” She dropped off her CV at 5am. I was so struck by her ability to be focused and unflappable that I hired her as my assistant. She has a great humility about her, which I find extraordinary, bearing in mind she is so successful.’ By the time she met her future husband, Rucker was still struggling to work out exactly what she wanted to do with her life. But although she fell in love with Old Etonian Nick Wheeler, she did not feel the same way about his taste in interiors. Chrissie (pictured) used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994 . According to Rucker herself: ‘I thought; “This is my chance. I’ll show him what excellent wife material I am.” So I went shopping and kitted it out — I bought white bed linen, white towels, white china, white napkins and white bathrobes. But I just found it impossible to buy plain white sheets on the High Street. ‘The only place you could get them was in department stores and shopping there was a horrible experience. All the salesgirls would look at you snootily, as if to say: “You can’t afford this.”’ While Rucker believed she had spotted a hole in the market, her husband-to-be was perfectly placed to advise her when it came to launching her own business. Chrissie (pictured) grew up in Kent and attended £5,275-a-term Combe Bank School before going on to the Lucie Clayton finishing school . Wheeler had set up his shirt company, Charles Tyrwhitt, in 1986 while a geography student at Bristol University. ‘I don’t think I would have done it if it hadn’t been for Nick,’ Rucker later claimed. ‘He guided me through the process, helped me write my first business plan.’ She began by calling up London department stores, pretending to be a journalist writing articles on homeware while ascertaining that up to 50 per cent of their sales involved white linen. She also quizzed PRs, manufacturers and friends. Chrissie (left) was inspired to start The White Company in 1993 after being faced with the fusty brown and burgundy upholstery of her future husband, Nick's (right) flat in Fulham, West London . ‘My mission was to bridge the gap between first-class designer quality and what was affordable without the big designer margins,’ she has said. Rucker used a £6,000 legacy from her grandmother to launch The White Company in March 1994. Wheeler gave her £5,000 in return for a 25 per cent stake, and she also received a £50-a-week enterprise grant. She produced her first mail-order catalogue, a 12-page leaflet, on a computer in Wheeler’s attic, delivering her first orders in her sister Jo’s Mini Metro. The company was an instant hit, turning over £258,000 in its first year, but Rucker remained committed to hard graft, working 16-hour days, right up until the birth of her first child. Chrissie is pictured here at home with her children; Ella, Tom, Bea and India, when they were younger . Since then, The White Company has gone from strength to strength. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry, attracting mirth among some palace officials because of the black outfit that she wore to receive the honour at Windsor Castle. She and her husband — together with their four children aged from ten to 18 — now reap the rewards of their entrepreneurial spirt. They almost split up when he failed to propose during a romantic holiday in Thailand the year Rucker launched her business. Upon returning to the UK, a feisty Rucker gave him his marching orders, storming into his office and returning his £5,000 investment in cash. In 2010, Rucker was made an MBE for services to the retail industry (pictured) attracting mirth among some palace officials thanks to her all black outfit . A shell-shocked Wheeler left the money on the roof of his sports car and drove off without it. When the couple did finally marry in 1995, Rucker gave him back one per cent of the company as a wedding gift. As a 99 per cent stake-holder, however, it is Rucker who remains at the head of a retail empire which has revolutionised tastes in home furnishings, a woman who continues to live and breathe the colour that made her a multi-millionaire. ‘For me, white is timeless and always very relevant,’ she insists. ‘Wherever you live, whatever your style, white works.’ Additional reporting: Simon Trump .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.2,123.03945341614907,1997.0,61.255156157925754,0.6336633663366336,0.9342337784711914,1.0,0.7263807075486315,0.0006717999983368081,5.577955386190518,-0.4931832545698196,-0.6612784696931943,-0.3534031379682018,,0.14048011176681396,0.2729553087779971,0.6465968620317982,
1248,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,-0.39349505802807755,0.2904819625841392,-0.4798040397508315,,0.2203663281105362,0.845768797140334,0.5201959602491685,
1249,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,0.2661286883965946,0.3217430346329733,,0.19235395093406588,0.8799900745352083,0.8770298691891683,,0.865998960788773
1250,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,0.2667614061275147,-0.21614240653246186,,-0.6723772942816352,0.8806227922661285,0.339144428023733,,0.0012677155730720369
1251,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,-0.1952274158274177,-0.2800264398599103,,0.14428378984712026,0.41863397031119604,0.27526039469628455,,0.8179287997018274
1252,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,0.19515897894171635,0.40890738007368016,,-0.4190950262895962,0.80902036508033,0.964194214629875,,0.254549983565111
1253,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,-0.48107160885551264,0.24142697749619096,-0.4730356637902762,,0.1327897772831011,0.7967138120523858,0.5269643362097238,
1254,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,,0.37101130699199775,-0.4485473477974204,0.15300850232078195,,0.9262981415481926,0.5514526522025796,0.8266535121754892
1255,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,-0.39918955311888776,0.2030905981826961,,0.2235607609378007,0.21467183301972598,0.758377432738891,,0.8972057707925079
1256,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,-0.5895577221750438,0.21491616925387252,,-0.4606484503395044,0.024303663963569977,0.7702030038100673,,0.2129965595152028
1257,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,-0.21609946329337126,,-0.5848983312393936,-0.4065930804873173,0.3977619228452425,,0.4151016687606064,0.2670519293673899
1258,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,0.16830370991015992,0.18011883950752378,-0.6569112497416505,,0.7821650960487736,0.7354056740637187,0.3430887502583495,
1259,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,-0.5714246811809911,,-0.5439623511746856,-0.20349290780685209,0.04243670495762264,,0.4560376488253144,0.4701521020478551
1260,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,-0.40479866938589226,0.43267954114447,,-0.48007650131511037,0.20906271675272148,0.9879663757006649,,0.19356850853959684
1261,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,-0.39108915340633693,0.3618914512512415,,0.110902268081914,0.2227722327322768,0.9171782858074364,,0.7845472779366212
1262,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,0.3205470219368666,0.3742111533198112,-0.25663249205276345,,0.9344084080754804,0.9294979878760061,0.7433675079472366,
1263,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,0.26083727040139065,-0.3922660072033439,-0.2542607115409408,,0.8746986565400043,0.16302082735285095,0.7457392884590592,
1264,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,0.19324969397374364,-0.12913828998514226,-0.3167642906504682,,0.8071110801123573,0.4261485445710526,0.6832357093495318,
1265,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,-0.5329905107992419,-0.3082090147308989,-0.3331857921409705,,0.08087087533937187,0.24707781982529597,0.6668142078590296,
1266,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,-0.5374018280085329,-0.5372474573321258,-0.6665502409178031,,0.07645955813008087,0.01803937722406912,0.3334497590821969,
1267,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,0.3123913000833098,,-0.293736180282233,-0.25558675364525957,0.9262526862219236,,0.7062638197177671,0.41805825620944764
1268,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,0.2117007074391078,-0.43076844034692224,-0.46483528612693753,,0.8255620935777215,0.12451839420927263,0.5351647138730624,
1269,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,-0.5255337879972327,-0.21967586708618125,,-0.6451792932199371,0.08832759814138103,0.3356109674700136,,0.028465716634770155
1270,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,-0.5044730639552255,0.2559426239777826,-0.6891772542972133,,0.10938832218338823,0.8112294585339774,0.3108227457027867,
1271,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,,0.28410364080657174,-0.16083007543391747,0.2792634580256505,,0.8393904753627666,0.8391699245660825,0.9529084678803577
1272,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,,-0.3252468030158403,-0.5001477211969138,-0.3324084509666464,,0.23004003154035457,0.49985227880308625,0.3412365588880608
1273,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,-0.5024240346129331,,-0.17852703143137916,-0.23034203688634214,0.11143735152568068,,0.8214729685686208,0.44330297296836507
1274,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,-0.12688303239604065,0.3863039452980414,,-0.12096220638285649,0.4869783537425731,0.9415907798542362,,0.5526828034718507
1275,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,0.21571353261078002,-0.46220807467027186,-0.4839027080717251,,0.8295749187493937,0.09307875988592301,0.5160972919282749,
1276,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,,0.351973402491953,-0.4287468937966165,0.21210935301473738,,0.907260237048148,0.5712531062033834,0.8857543628694446
1277,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,-0.5751446805820013,-0.4364728951505009,-0.4516193809095675,,0.03871670555661244,0.11881393940569396,0.5483806190904326,
1278,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,-0.4030556633219282,,-0.6023343393847786,-0.28233778448198144,0.21080572281668553,,0.39766566061522135,0.3913072253727258
1279,2863,"(CNN)Marvin Gaye's children have penned an open letter in the hope of ""set[ting] the record straight on a few misconceptions"" in the media's coverage of their successful lawsuit against the writers of Robin Thicke's 2013 hit ""Blurred Lines."" Nona Gaye, Frankie Gaye and Marvin Gaye III's joint letter mainly dives into the background and legacy of Marvin Gaye's ""Got to Give It Up,"" the 1977 single the court found to have been copied by Thicke and co-writer Pharrell Williams. Read more: Kendrick Lamar's 'To Pimp a Butterfly': A track-by-track guide . In the letter, the siblings imagine how their father would have handled the situation. ""If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice,"" the siblings wrote. ""But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights. He also gave credit where credit is due."" Read more: Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Fall Out Boy to induct Hall of Famers . Even though the outcome of the lawsuit favored the Gaye family, the children claim that all of this could have been avoided if Thicke and Williams had approached the family before releasing the single, especially since the similarities were deemed to be not coincidental. ""Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage,"" the family stated. ""This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen."" Read more: Kelly Clarkson talks 'Since U Been Gone,' going country and upbeat new LP . Thicke and Pharrell Williams lost the copyright suit on March 10th. Following the court's decision, the lawyer representing Marvin Gaye's family has sought to halt all sales of ""Blurred Lines."" Since the proceedings, the family had noted some similarities between Gaye's ""Ain't That Peculiar"" and Williams' ""Happy,"" though the family has confirmed in the open letter that they ""have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning 'Happy.'"" Read the full open letter from Marvin Gaye's children below: . An Open Letter from the Children of Marvin Gaye 3/18/15 . We want to extend our deepest appreciation and gratitude for the outpouring of love and support we have received from all of our father's fans and friends, as well as artists and industry folks who contacted us surrounding the recent events concerning his song, ""Got to Give It Up.""  Your kindness and encouragement gave us incredible strength and perseverance. We are so incredibly grateful for your support as well as the hard work and dedication of our amazing legal team and experts.  We thank you all. We especially want to thank our mom Jan for her belief in what we were doing all along, and for her never ending support. We will celebrate what would have been our dad's 76th birthday next month, and though we miss him every day -- just like the many thousands of well-wishers who have expressed their heartfelt goodwill - it is through his music that we find our compass and our paths moving forward.  We are his children, but we too are his fans and we hold his music dear. It is in that spirit and on behalf of all those who Dad always considered an extended family, his fans, we take this opportunity to set the record straight on a few misconceptions echoing through some news and social media platforms about our intentions, our plans, and the so-called 'larger' ramifications of this case within the music industry. Originally released in 1977, ""Got to Give It Up"" became one of our dad's most cherished hits, still a favorite at backyard barbecues, weddings, parties, on the radio, or on your iPod.  As Oprah said, it is one of her ""favorite party songs of all time."" The comments on social media, emails and calls we received after the verdict affirmed for us that the song continues to touch in even deeper ways, becoming part of the soundtrack to so many lives.  ""Got to Give It Up"" is also recognized by Billboard Magazine as the fourth biggest single of the 30 charting hits our dad created during his extraordinary career. It has been nearly 38 years since its initial release: tastes change, trends evolve, but we should all be able to agree that it's a testament to the enduring power of ""Got to Give It Up"" that we have arrived at this juncture with Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams, at all.  The fact that they have openly acknowledged their respect and admiration for the song is public knowledge, and further proof of its resonance with an entirely new generation of music fans. However, most songwriting begins with an organic approach; a songwriter brings his or her influences to the table and then works creatively from a blank slate in the crafting of their song to ensure originality and the integrity of their creation.  If Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams had tried to create a new song and coincidentally infused ""Got to Give It Up"" into their work, instead of deliberately undertaking to ""write a song with the same groove,"" we would probably be having a different conversation. Like most artists, they could have licensed and secured the song for appropriate usage; a simple procedure usually arranged in advance of the song's release.  This did not happen. We would have welcomed a conversation with them before the release of their work. This also did not happen. Instead of licensing our father's song and giving him the appropriate songwriter credit, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams released ""Blurred Lines"" and then filed a pre-emptive lawsuit against us, forcing us into court.  They sought to quickly affirm that their song was ""starkly different,"" than ""Got to Give It Up.""  The Judge denied their motion for Summary Judgement, and a jury was charged with determining the ""extrinsic and intrinsic similarities"" of the songs.  The jury has spoken. We wanted to also make clear that the jury was not permitted to listen to the actual sound recording of ""Got to Give It Up.""  Our dad's powerful vocal performance of his own song along with unique background sounds were eliminated from the trial, and the copyright infringement was based entirely on the similarity of the basic musical compositions, not on ""style,"" or ""feel,"" or ""era,"" or ""genre.""  His song is so iconic that its basic composition stood strong. We feel this further amplifies the soundness of the verdict. Like all music fans, we have an added appreciation for songs that touch us in mysterious ways.  Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams certainly have a right to be inspired by ""Got to Give It Up"" but as the jury ruled, they did not have the right to use it without permission as a blueprint for a track they were constructing. Great artists like our dad intentionally build their music to last, but we as the caretakers of such treasures, have an obligation to be vigilant about preserving the integrity of the music so that future generations understand its origins and feel its effect as the artist intended, and to assure that it retains its value. We feel as many do that, our father, Marvin Gaye, is an artist for the ages.  But whether we're talking about a work created 50 years ago or a work created 50 years from now -- protecting the legacy of original artistry is not a personal obligation, but a universal commitment in support of enduring creative achievement, encouraging future artists to also aim for new ground and their own legacies. That is what copyright laws help us do; they give people the incentive to write original songs and then help protect those songs. Our dad spent his life writing music- that is his legacy to us all- he wrote from his heart and was a brilliant songwriter, arranger, producer and one-of-a-kind vocalist.  If he were alive today, we feel he would embrace the technology available to artists and the diverse music choices and spaces accessible to fans who can stream a song at a moment's notice. But we also know he would be vigilant about safeguarding the artist's rights; a sacred devotion to not only the artist, but key in encouraging and supporting innovation. He also gave credit where credit is due. Howard King, the attorney for Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams stated after the verdict:  ""We owe it to songwriters around the world to make sure this verdict doesn't stand.  My clients know they wrote the song 'Blurred Lines' from their heart and souls and no other source."" We never for a minute suggested that Mr. Thicke and Mr. Williams' hearts weren't in it.  But a jury of eight men and women have ruled that the source for ""Blurred Lines"" was the song ""Got to Give It Up,"" a song our dad wrote from his heart, and delivered to the world with pure joy. With the digital age upon us, the threat of greater infringement looms for every artist.  It is our wish that our dad's legacy, and all great music, past, present, and future, be enjoyed and protected, with the knowledge that adhering to copyright standards assures our musical treasures will always be valued. And finally, we want to put to rest any rumors that we are contemplating claims against Pharrell Williams for his song, ""Happy.""  This is 100% false.  We have absolutely no claim whatsoever concerning ""Happy."" Love and Respect, . Nona, Frankie, and Marvin III . Copyright © 2015 Rolling Stone.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,91.32153846153847,1857.0,59.73901973265436,0.6138613861386137,0.5552868345561949,1.0,0.6736450098547072,0.00048516717454298244,4.028343050230383,0.22121324815567528,,-0.6353246515806752,-0.2835797271373343,0.835074634294289,,0.3646753484193248,0.3900652827173729
1280,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,,0.3826314412081715,0.24195000368068065,-0.1326015301349201,,0.5577332992950781,0.49491995476383926,0.49753153702710257
1281,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,0.3610495461016067,-0.11102935185668288,0.24070042309957834,,0.9749109322402205,0.06407250623022372,0.49367037418273696,
1282,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,-0.1522875377639169,,-0.11996305752241027,-0.40184395836373893,0.46157384837469684,,0.13300689356074835,0.22828910879828374
1283,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,0.350834648476202,0.5204962091396186,0.44526522192354623,,0.9646960346148157,0.6955980672265252,0.6982351730067049,
1284,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,-0.5118002110052594,,0.39492120839537775,-0.3618698611948743,0.10206117513335433,,0.6478911594785364,0.26826320596714837
1285,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,0.23882281845793868,0.5667109502865024,0.5838231983226928,,0.8526842045965524,0.741812808373409,0.8367931494058514,
1286,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,0.3616276098580072,0.6727435414053324,0.21619395040400174,,0.9754889959966209,0.847845399492239,0.46916390148716036,
1287,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,-0.4802168505635852,0.6951600769367656,,-0.344835628101181,0.13364453557502853,0.8702619350236722,,0.28529743906084165
1288,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,-0.38329923105858266,0.19839373993449258,0.44711712393165925,,0.23056215508003108,0.3734955980213992,0.7000870750148178,
1289,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,0.3584671733562756,0.4865618425415583,0.543415825894658,,0.9723285594948894,0.6616637006284649,0.7963857769778167,
1290,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,,0.35422824584682816,0.18390050063141852,-0.4684665351556837,,0.5293301039337348,0.43687045171457717,0.16166653200633896
1291,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,0.34825231850207544,0.32463541038408583,-0.12141963107437698,,0.9621137046406891,0.4997372684709924,0.13155032000878164,
1292,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,-0.3892935921669385,0.6995384113844421,,-0.3670916234992597,0.22456779397167526,0.8746402694713487,,0.26304144366276294
1293,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,0.11360111624858743,,0.10952416528079637,-0.5032233178423438,0.7274625023872012,,0.362494116363955,0.1269097493196789
1294,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,-0.36371525411638,-0.10359797921796549,,0.2135802907057192,0.25014613202223374,0.0715038788689411,,0.8437133578677418
1295,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,,0.548761555055788,0.5475555703061676,-0.19979744609862815,,0.7238634131426946,0.8005255213893263,0.4303356210633945
1296,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,-0.36611581948825256,0.12281000995106672,,-0.14902347837659385,0.24774556665036118,0.2979118680379733,,0.4811095887854288
1297,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,,-0.1692493394245363,0.6454224908631593,-0.5771009172047825,,0.0058525186623702985,0.8983924419463178,0.05303214995724015
1298,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,-0.32041667802660917,,-0.25194928186824606,-0.23246161968138496,0.29344470811200457,,0.0010206692149125618,0.3976714474806377
1299,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,0.1883858094701943,0.5806883393355811,0.6091895599490499,,0.802247195608808,0.7557901974224877,0.8621595110322084,
1300,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,-0.10935243371489334,,0.3145081667809822,-0.5062804632646345,0.5045089524237204,,0.5674781178641408,0.12385260389738817
1301,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,-0.3181468920405966,0.2472127705058745,0.26594337664411255,,0.29571449409801714,0.4223146285927811,0.5189133277272712,
1302,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,0.308439931511783,0.29121544952252265,,0.1770893712789397,0.9223013176503967,0.46631730760942924,,0.8072224384409623
1303,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,-0.20467654870790714,0.45968158626445715,,0.24548415788890127,0.4091848374307066,0.6347834443513638,,0.875617225050924
1304,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,-0.14797542208744102,,0.4262417689683402,0.23715619945103744,0.4658859640511727,,0.6792117200514989,0.86728926661306
1305,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,0.22594880809757806,,0.14250904869936099,-0.28573820041681464,0.8398101942361917,,0.3954789997825196,0.34439486674520803
1306,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,,0.18697977028876284,0.6206353658530204,-0.19609477732150582,,0.36208162837566943,0.873605316936179,0.43403828984051684
1307,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,,0.5717426489555533,0.3654591104628384,0.3274991553534648,,0.7468445070424599,0.6184290615459971,0.9576322225154874
1308,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,-0.20996153406236806,0.6237853968354434,0.2167023072945356,,0.4038998520762457,0.79888725492235,0.4696722583776942,
1309,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,-0.2793568397618688,0.39392613116733444,0.3637915905934541,,0.3345045463767449,0.569027989254241,0.6167615416766128,
1310,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,,0.6508569491235754,0.3902176938461366,-0.3039416942087467,,0.825958807210482,0.6431876449292953,0.32619137295327594
1311,187,"Alberto Contador will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016, the multiple grand tour winner has announced. The Spanish rider has committed to the squad for his final season before retiring at the end of 2016. Contador wrote on Twitter: 'Hello all, happy to announce that in 2016 will continue being rider of @tinkoff-saxo'. Multiple Grand Tour winner Alberto Contador has announced he will end his career with Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 . The 32-year-old Spaniard is one of just six riders to have won all three Grand Tours . Tinkoff-Saxo team boss Oleg Tinkov said on Twitter: 'Best stays with the best'. Contador is among the favourites for the 2015 Tour de France, which begins on July 4 in Utrecht. The 32-year-old is one of six riders to have won all three grand tours - of France, Italy and Spain. In 2014 Contador crashed out of the Tour de France, but responded by winning the Vuelta a Espana. Contador won the 2007 and 2009 Tours de France - he was stripped of the 2010 title for an anti-doping infringement - the 2008 Giro d'Italia and the Vuelta in 2008, 2012 and 2014. Contador lifts the Giro d'Italia trophy in 2011 while riding for the Saxo Bank team . Contador celebrates winning the Vuelta a Espana in 2014 - it was his third time winning it . Tinkov said in a media release: 'I'm very happy that Alberto will lead Tinkoff-Saxo in 2016 as well, because I truly believe he is the best cyclist in the world and I am convinced he will continue to be so for a few more years. 'Unfortunately, he decided he would retire at the end of next year which means he will race with my team for two full seasons. I would have, obviously, preferred him to stay longer but that was his personal decision. 'However, I am very proud that Alberto's impressive career will conclude in my team and I hope he takes the Tinkoff-Saxo colours to the top step of the Tour de France podium in 2015 and 2016.' Contador added: 'I am very happy to have closed the deal. It is already five years that I have been working with (team manager) Bjarne Riis and the possibility to continue for another year is satisfying.' Contador lifts the Tour de France trophy after winning the competition in 2009 ahead of Lance Armstrong .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.0,59.5,440.0,58.48806366047745,0.6138613861386137,0.1751018580869066,0.2529699510831586,0.6301330671620227,6.172068235911238e-05,0.5124668256277101,,0.5433539270594703,0.6704294305142781,-0.23049373734795653,,0.7184557851463769,0.9233993815974366,0.39963932981406614
1312,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.6327408937895447,0.2981603364198384,,0.6207189026546649,0.3672591062104553,0.5167137879297663,,0.8903940431601165
1313,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.4631195389222281,0.6664609894328901,,0.6798195034069745,0.5368804610777719,0.885014440942818,,0.9494946439124261
1314,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.6950810073214226,0.6272934383273621,,0.6699987832583196,0.30491899267857736,0.84584688983729,,0.9396739237637712
1315,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.692154079495231,0.10482277722043866,0.4293749802304575,,0.307845920504769,0.32337622873036653,0.7109962241158523,
1316,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.6618346022940995,,0.31891256557654396,0.3504924885005141,0.3381653977059005,,0.6005338094619388,0.6201676290059657
1317,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.6794433263238974,,0.30895932608302723,0.387466190371059,0.32055667367610263,,0.5905805699684221,0.6571413308765106
1318,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.6109589821082707,,0.6252781318967234,0.6991528086026062,0.3890410178917293,,0.9068993757821182,0.9688279491080578
1319,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.10767132710131522,0.6149768109650298,,0.45876402421463885,0.8923286728986848,0.8335302624749577,,0.7284391647200905
1320,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.4500446633294808,0.44744788201207464,0.16023774897230397,,0.5499553366705192,0.6660013335220025,0.4418589928576988,
1321,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.38574490206829004,,0.5364089432844362,-0.2605176748004512,0.61425509793171,,0.818030187169831,0.009157465705000423
1322,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.5241064346480189,-0.21429669383098374,0.21242577272584146,,0.47589356535198113,0.004256757678944123,0.4940470166112363,
1323,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.15189341990125527,,0.2775304152242087,0.1995958891136425,0.8481065800987447,,0.5591516591096035,0.4692710296190941
1324,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.3234963074789402,,0.42498401963681465,0.5062012784724972,0.6765036925210598,,0.7066052635222095,0.7758764189779488
1325,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.1564158018944437,0.6019508893620045,0.4452371624074135,,0.8435841981055563,0.8205043408719324,0.7268584062928083,
1326,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.3173782893748427,,0.478972543595496,0.5714116430028027,0.6826217106251573,,0.7605937874808908,0.8410867835082543
1327,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.2543671016881495,0.5897459990800364,,-0.24533798313224378,0.7456328983118505,0.8082994505899643,,0.024337157373207824
1328,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.5448996593802435,0.6286232718842582,0.5621683244064114,,0.45510034061975646,0.847176723394186,0.8437895682918062,
1329,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.2795447995361704,0.5035981222858996,0.6551370513572253,,0.7204552004638296,0.7221515737958275,0.9367582952426201,
1330,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.32596576778377145,,-0.11455731438479044,0.4362468186035808,0.6740342322162285,,0.1670639295006044,0.7059219591090324
1331,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.44519259254892485,-0.10864217143675571,0.5486803307668018,,0.5548074074510752,0.10991128007317215,0.8303015746521967,
1332,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,,0.18384822086683053,0.29408072719303163,0.27513582401261316,,0.4024016723767584,0.5757019710784265,0.5448109645180648
1333,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.6275322865404527,0.2876331528350441,0.14313664640587315,,0.3724677134595473,0.506186604344972,0.424757890291268,
1334,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.5307066495783164,0.14905035632006622,,-0.24598825085475223,0.46929335042168363,0.3676038078299941,,0.023686889650699372
1335,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,,0.5280223812313083,0.2941224221247704,0.6473272663721013,,0.7465758327412362,0.5757436660101652,0.9170024068775529
1336,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.2752715828580788,,-0.12769384646917306,0.5285899410427533,0.7247284171419213,,0.15392739741622177,0.7982650815482049
1337,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.200743158350131,0.24103575879372216,,0.22668879511231166,0.799256841649869,0.45958921030365,,0.49636393561776326
1338,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,,0.2815424976422035,0.4941615111383125,-0.1822673364721282,,0.5000959491521314,0.7757827550237073,0.0874078040333234
1339,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,,0.16338965837232478,0.11294694113121806,0.38472641183957407,,0.38194310988225266,0.3945681850166129,0.6544015523450257
1340,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.6579291725518062,-0.19965712923379453,,0.34446207720779726,0.34207082744819384,0.01889632227613333,,0.6141372177132489
1341,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,,0.5896554659051019,0.30172212817722643,-0.24115714205340544,,0.8082089174150298,0.5833433720626213,0.028517998452046167
1342,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.3788483592224145,0.4878798594254035,,-0.18419247694714444,0.6211516407775854,0.7064333109353313,,0.08548266355830716
1343,7066,"tifu, ok so this wasn't today, it was about a week ago, but i've only just made a reddit account, and i feel you should all laugh at my embarrassment because that shits funny. right, well i'd been talking to this girl i'd know for a while now through friends and we decided to meet up, we walked around town kinda between where we both live for a while, and we went into one shop and i saw a ""18 today"" badge so i said to the girl, i've always wondered if i'd get served at a pub if i was to wear this badge, so i brought it. probably the best £1 i've ever spent(im only 17, legal drinking age is 18 in uk) it worked. somehow it worked, i brought a shit ton of alcohols for me and said girl, we then ended up walking round the town very, very drunk, at about 2pm. we went into one of the two arcades(""mall"" if you're american) we then both went into the parent and child's toilet thingy, and there was a chair inside, i sat down and the girl sat on my lap and we started kissing a lot, then i started unbuttoning her trousers, literally immediately after there was a knock on the door, we ignored it and carried on kissing, then they knocked again, except this time they said ""this is security, we know what you're up to in there"" we unlocked the door and there was 3 security guards outside the door, 3. we both did the walk of shame out the room. i got cockblocked by 3 security guards, as we were leaving one security guard said ""try the other arcade, they won't catch you in there"" and then laughed, we then left the arcade and carried on walking around this town that i'd only been there once, so didn't know very well, we ended up climbing on a roof, whilst still very drunk, we ended up having sex on a random roof, the first time i'd met this girl, after that we got off the roof and realised that the roof we were on was the one of the other arcade, and we were in full sight of some offices the other side of the road, people probably saw me having drunken sec on a roof with a girl i'd met about 4 hours before. i don't know whether  to be proud or not.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,18.6,63.13690476190476,481.0,48.125,1.0,0.21855345150992786,0.28162124388539483,0.2696751405054516,9.609751954463516e-05,0.7978977047791057,-0.5328592280766044,,0.19291839721097326,0.5552868274258984,0.46714077192339565,,0.4745396410963681,0.82496196793135
1344,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,-0.33844224449461335,-0.4246686813600975,,-0.1464168515307403,0.2556171614459807,0.13084403073105455,,0.3618196098313112
1345,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,-0.5811728311011245,-0.4618766539260911,-0.5452807083919486,,0.012886574839469533,0.09363605816506093,0.14794081501825396,
1346,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,-0.32083854560350294,0.4161855724024624,-0.2858434927485402,,0.2732208603370911,0.9716982844936144,0.4073780306616624,
1347,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,,-0.2967225027766352,-0.674704105878196,-0.10796953682123356,,0.25879020931451685,0.01851741753200664,0.4002669245408179
1348,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,,-0.4292481311462536,0.11823767675516034,-0.11409699711324911,,0.12626458094489845,0.8114592001653629,0.39413946424880236
1349,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,-0.3228642298113354,,-0.25149286183339264,0.2940171595089964,0.27119517612925864,,0.44172866157680996,0.8022536208710478
1350,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,,-0.380477230829774,-0.275673552158541,-0.38396181935403795,,0.17503548126137802,0.4175479712516616,0.12427464200801353
1351,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,0.13923130333483397,0.12876219026423236,-0.6235558837370597,,0.7332907092754279,0.6842749023553845,0.06966563967314288,
1352,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,0.10217151613027392,,-0.6240649208714838,0.2993065026031378,0.696230922070868,,0.0691566025387188,0.8075429639651892
1353,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,,-0.18783307238057317,-0.5037711814471872,0.1936172013243202,,0.3676796397105789,0.18945034196301536,0.7018536626863716
1354,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,-0.3528686736571065,0.4189040568909507,-0.1308634845166773,,0.24119073228348753,0.9744167689821028,0.5623580388935253,
1355,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,-0.2607035342018206,-0.24717583230724915,-0.2658238348338961,,0.33335587173877346,0.3083368797839029,0.4273976885763065,
1356,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,-0.12732179379419262,,-0.16888896596791858,-0.5016242230053648,0.4667376121464014,,0.524332557442284,0.006612238356686673
1357,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,0.2299089624917205,0.1777961458378416,,-0.27428301769043884,0.8239683684323145,0.7333088579289937,,0.23395344367161264
1358,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,0.24455899129645048,0.2711566414485444,-0.4113796399087946,,0.8386183972370445,0.8266693535396965,0.281841883501408,
1359,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,,-0.5488201841038367,-0.6270878930209688,-0.40730078924306207,,0.006692527987315344,0.06613363038923381,0.1009356721189894
1360,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,-0.44572995167885465,-0.14589821075077675,0.3005720084786951,,0.14832945426173938,0.4096145013403753,0.9937935318888977,
1361,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,-0.5450203703812152,,-0.29590535349859903,-0.3929022087076119,0.04903903555937883,,0.39731616991160357,0.11533425265443958
1362,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,,-0.20290051395085684,0.30242578907758927,-0.17217862516032,,0.3526121981402952,0.9956473124877918,0.33605783620173146
1363,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,-0.1076932437937066,-0.47170268293,,-0.31722374615887283,0.48636616214688744,0.08381002916115204,,0.19101271520317864
1364,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,0.274392432916394,,0.1661224762900842,0.2706510888443097,0.868451838856988,,0.8593439997002867,0.7788875502063612
1365,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,,-0.3948497119512153,-0.33158650214636126,0.24524104259472307,,0.16066300013993673,0.36163502126384134,0.7534775039567745
1366,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,0.11585459240751389,,-0.5138148168892173,-0.42948869412605967,0.709913998348108,,0.17940670652098534,0.0787477672359918
1367,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,0.3393858565192271,-0.10737519563726527,-0.5701607838042738,,0.9334452624598211,0.4481375164538868,0.12306073960592878,
1368,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,0.3378845433628321,,0.1607084408050859,0.43834358769325127,0.9319439493034261,,0.8539299642152884,0.9465800490553027
1369,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,,0.37581245723164897,-0.25608471352212037,-0.22326740755895608,,0.9313251693228011,0.43713680988808223,0.2849690538030954
1370,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,-0.5882411597853866,-0.5067829305939304,,-0.18877554424884319,0.005818246155207429,0.048729781497221625,,0.3194609171132083
1371,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,-0.4462882782846874,-0.23912868966582657,-0.5535014710459081,,0.1477711276559066,0.3163840224253255,0.13972005236429452,
1372,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,-0.35550350364011496,0.12333876803549598,-0.29094707381093315,,0.23855590230047907,0.6788514801266481,0.40227444959926945,
1373,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,,-0.13373192949076534,-0.43317540869675036,-0.3817352056555968,,0.4217807826003867,0.26004611471345224,0.12650125570645465
1374,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,-0.3232380981591254,,-0.40237499913156444,0.11695228048155243,0.2708213077814686,,0.29084652427863816,0.625188741843604
1375,1503,"The owner of a property near GCHQ where Banksy daubed his ‘Spybooth’ artwork has claimed that the mural had made his life a misery after being given listed status. David Possee could have expected a windfall after the work was sprayed onto the side of his end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. But after the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it - and cannot carry out building work to make the house habitable. Scroll down for video . Eavesdropping: Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property . Public interest: Dozens of people came to see the artwork after it was sprayed onto the side of an end-of-terrace property close to Britain's surveillance centre in April 2014 in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire . As a result he cannot rent out the home, which is empty. He claimed he has been harassed by ‘malicious busybodies’ and now just wants to sell the property - so he can ‘get on with my life’. Mr Possee said: ‘If Cheltenham want it, they can have it. Just buy the building off me, I just want to get on with my life. Cut me free, you can have the Cheltenham Banksy.’ Spybooth features three 1950s-style agents, wearing brown trench coats and trilby hats, using devices to tap into conversations at a telephone box on the side of the £300,000 property. It appeared last April before soaring in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces. The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through. Protection: Scaffolding was put up over the artwork after it was vandalised. After the stencil was granted Grade II-listed status, Mr Possee, 45, has been unable to remove and sell it . Covering: It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status . It was feared the chunk of wall could be removed and sold, but last month Cheltenham Borough Council voted to incorporate the mural into the building’s existing Grade II-listed status. This means Mr Possee - whose home is thought to have tripled in value since the mural was painted - now cannot carry out urgent repairs to strengthen and re-render the walls. He said: ‘If this had been any other artist, it [the listed status] would have been laughed out of the chambers. I have no idea where I go from here.' Mr Possee said he could fight the decision, but that would mean him spending his own money to launch a case at the High Court. He said the council ‘agreed in principle’ to protect the mural when he first approached them for help. Sign: The wall was boarded up but a bidding war ensued as locals tried to raise an estimated £1million to secure it for the town. A businessman claimed to have raised enough, but his bid fell through . Warning: The artwork appeared last April but soared in value when Banksy confirmed it was one of his pieces . Speaking to Terry Mechan on community radio station Swindon 105.5, he said: ‘They didn’t come up with any sort of ideas. So I suggested Perspex but they said it’s against listed consent. Spybooth: The Banksy piece in its vandalised state. Mr Possee said he has had 'substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork' ‘They just said “you can’t put that on there” and I was threatened with a fine.' He added: 'I think it deserves to stay in Cheltenham, but obviously it is difficult to re-render a house that has that artwork on it. ‘It’s sat empty now, and it can’t stay that way forever. At the end of the day, we can sit and let gravity take an effect and the decision will be made for us.’ Mr Possee has even been targeted by men posing as ‘millionaire architects’ trying to buy the building, who turned out to be frauds. Controversy has surrounded the piece since its arrival, leaving the landlord inundated with ‘malicious messages’ from locals desperate to keep it in the town. He added: ‘Some busybody from Cheltenham even came up with this idea that I didn’t own that part of the house. 'There’s not a ""pretty strong certainty"" that I own it - it is certain that I do. I take a bit of umbrage with people getting involved with my business when it’s nothing to do with them. ‘I’ve had substantial offers from people who collect this kind of artwork - and if it was about money for me I’d have sold it by now.’ After listed status was granted last month, the council's case officer Martin Chandler said: 'It will be afforded a greater level of protection than it has currently. 'But it doesn't mean we won't be faced with future applications to consider other changes to it. It [planning consent] doesn't automatically mean it's going to be retained in situ.' Seeing the Banksy for the first time when he returned from holiday in April 2014, Mr Possee said he thought it was ‘quite nice’ and liked the new addition before the problems began.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.8,91.34044444444444,1070.0,54.98357064622125,0.594059405940594,0.555512712091152,0.6932215234102026,0.5082364613620515,0.0002654878940243303,2.2043459840840143,0.3034335907401618,0.19438682206708607,-0.6039556729036095,,0.8974929966807559,0.7498995341582382,0.08926585050659308,
1376,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,0.26684591720896694,-0.5825753490167273,-0.11447231039580533,,0.5242716597832244,0.36249727839061907,0.01760316130230788,
1377,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,-0.24263884496637078,-0.20158623688119154,,0.6448495566175118,0.014786897607886651,0.7434863905261548,,0.9797427286456928
1378,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,,-0.25901021702206267,0.13775851956472027,0.5547900867330029,,0.6860624103852837,0.2698339912628335,0.889683258761184
1379,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,0.5782001408878483,-0.30820436107496935,,0.4422981664771569,0.8356258834621058,0.636868266332377,,0.777191338505338
1380,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,,-0.3445355467609243,0.603549160757159,0.15062673771162277,,0.6005370806464221,0.7356246324552722,0.48551990973980386
1381,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,,-0.44747365015407625,0.5275094159143392,-0.24905220373164305,,0.49759897725327007,0.6595848876124524,0.08584096829653803
1382,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,,-0.61146889190278,0.5716556568258497,-0.28457907406619165,,0.33360373550456635,0.7037311285239629,0.050314097961989435
1383,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,0.46261254863122897,-0.4801258475480852,,0.636613562999049,0.7200382912054863,0.46494677985926114,,0.9715067350272302
1384,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,,-0.5113689753595249,0.579984940161919,-0.12196646318723992,,0.43370365204782146,0.7120604118600322,0.21292670884094117
1385,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,0.10551213538635773,-0.20477321327861697,0.6918350791358492,,0.36293787796061516,0.7402994141287293,0.8239105508339624,
1386,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,0.1531755371039649,-0.46086042303996755,,0.47461665108442086,0.41060127967822235,0.4842122043673788,,0.8095098231126019
1387,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,0.528423389737047,-0.17492740457050338,,0.3146919012729223,0.7858491323113044,0.770145222836843,,0.6495850733011034
1388,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,,-0.4954701907045857,0.5640757190961887,-0.18126625013898418,,0.4496024367027606,0.6961511907943019,0.1536269218891969
1389,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,0.4260707318757758,-0.3072602852658411,0.670983889608058,,0.6834964744500333,0.6378123421415052,0.8030593613061712,
1390,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,,-0.3810395505892639,0.18598409509319658,0.20555752054650017,,0.5640330768180823,0.31805956679130976,0.5404506925746813
1391,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,,-0.2929484489717726,0.4520425518182936,0.18028909110561375,,0.6521241784355738,0.5841180235164068,0.5151822631337948
1392,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,0.1435292345067512,-0.5990614940777901,,0.3814257674218069,0.40095497708100863,0.34601113332955624,,0.716318939449988
1393,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,0.4632078577274476,-0.4764835283183231,0.23378607653056524,,0.7206336003017051,0.46858909908902324,0.36586154822867845,
1394,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,0.528554710116169,,0.4546940913151955,0.1639225593572119,0.7859804526904264,,0.5867695630133087,0.498815731385393
1395,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,,-0.19856704201127717,0.5029399017121559,0.2751729294495281,,0.7465055853960691,0.635015373410269,0.6100661014777091
1396,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,,-0.3146082094145534,0.49761631827631253,0.3120903827914501,,0.630464417992793,0.6296917899744258,0.6469835548196312
1397,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,0.4159216242150071,,0.6695121658635461,0.4977252789574461,0.6733473667892645,,0.8015876375616593,0.8326184509856271
1398,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,0.2257968518076135,-0.362312433427822,-0.1021627969892431,,0.48322259438187093,0.5827601939795244,0.0299126747088701,
1399,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,0.1325353726343084,-0.286179014581226,,0.3124555319556976,0.3899611152085658,0.6588936128261202,,0.6473487039838787
1400,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,0.3456252928519798,-0.45861427972512037,,-0.2402098909669111,0.6030510354262373,0.48645834768222596,,0.09468328106127
1401,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,0.5187326904297416,-0.14349786922205465,0.35759410847056883,,0.776158433003999,0.8015747581852917,0.489669580168682,
1402,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,0.6352080226969505,-0.6459318202395132,0.5549269562167451,,0.892633765271208,0.2991408071678331,0.6870024279148583,
1403,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,0.39599746713350886,-0.524475742911058,,0.5009450318284401,0.6534232097077664,0.4205968844962883,,0.8358382038566212
1404,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,-0.17194406318620958,,0.13193176534109857,0.5631660434099345,0.08548167938804785,,0.2640072370392118,0.8980592154381155
1405,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,,-0.21522058644354553,0.30058243135505996,-0.23483059057512076,,0.7298520409638007,0.4326579030531732,0.10006258145306032
1406,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
is to them; if they suffer our departure, death's the word.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,5.4,123.94666666666667,267.0,50.0,0.25742574257425743,0.9450726274073463,0.1320754716981132,0.3348931720281811,0.00010864183599505631,0.9020531642669525,-0.22599310113359478,-0.5310942275365746,,0.3133884071877884,0.031432641440662656,0.4139783998707717,,0.6482815792159695
1407,4299,"ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon--is there such an one? SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. ANTONY. Let him appear.--
These strong Egyptian fetters I must break,
Or lose myself in dotage.--

[Enter another MESSENGER.] What are you? SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. ANTONY. Where died she? SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon:
Her length of sickness, with what else more serious
Importeth thee to know, this bears. [Gives a letter.] ANTONY. Forbear me. [Exit MESSENGER.] There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I desire it:
What our contempts doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again; the present pleasure,
By revolution lowering, does become
The opposite of itself: she's good, being gone;
The hand could pluck her back that shov'd her on. I must from this enchanting queen break off:
Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch--ho, Enobarbus! [Re-enter ENOBARBUS.] ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women: we see how mortal an unkindness
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For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. 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For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. 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For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. 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For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. 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For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. 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1413,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. If Dortmund do make the Europa League, then you might conclude that the rebuilding process is already underway.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.6,111.53788888888889,1079.0,60.52361396303901,0.5742574257425742,0.7968198679388152,0.6995108315863033,0.7009355118545887,0.0002950148075997919,2.4495079475010724,0.19464618865989775,,-0.23467363855917128,0.25450032552645635,0.7689036144024719,,0.46483719302713206,0.955435837381045
1414,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. If Dortmund do make the Europa League, then you might conclude that the rebuilding process is already underway.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.6,111.53788888888889,1079.0,60.52361396303901,0.5742574257425742,0.7968198679388152,0.6995108315863033,0.7009355118545887,0.0002950148075997919,2.4495079475010724,,-0.17835797439297396,-0.1099137822046854,-0.5577502806899168,,0.6184618935458412,0.5895970493816179,0.14318523116467186
1415,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. If Dortmund do make the Europa League, then you might conclude that the rebuilding process is already underway.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.6,111.53788888888889,1079.0,60.52361396303901,0.5742574257425742,0.7968198679388152,0.6995108315863033,0.7009355118545887,0.0002950148075997919,2.4495079475010724,0.285487565639775,-0.5058388635738553,,-0.4086291322232241,0.8597449913823492,0.2909810043649599,,0.2923063796313646
1416,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. If Dortmund do make the Europa League, then you might conclude that the rebuilding process is already underway.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.6,111.53788888888889,1079.0,60.52361396303901,0.5742574257425742,0.7968198679388152,0.6995108315863033,0.7009355118545887,0.0002950148075997919,2.4495079475010724,0.311870891891231,-0.5127898961658617,,-0.6145917560697627,0.8861283176338053,0.2840299717729535,,0.086343755784826
1417,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. If Dortmund do make the Europa League, then you might conclude that the rebuilding process is already underway.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.6,111.53788888888889,1079.0,60.52361396303901,0.5742574257425742,0.7968198679388152,0.6995108315863033,0.7009355118545887,0.0002950148075997919,2.4495079475010724,0.15383769665436503,,-0.12475300654437049,-0.28188270419094263,0.7280951223969392,,0.5747578250419328,0.41905280766364605
1418,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. If Dortmund do make the Europa League, then you might conclude that the rebuilding process is already underway.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.6,111.53788888888889,1079.0,60.52361396303901,0.5742574257425742,0.7968198679388152,0.6995108315863033,0.7009355118545887,0.0002950148075997919,2.4495079475010724,-0.5381647228614066,,-0.13511919272339556,-0.10400637414463809,0.036092702881167615,,0.5643916388629078,0.5969291377099506
1419,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. If Dortmund do make the Europa League, then you might conclude that the rebuilding process is already underway.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.6,111.53788888888889,1079.0,60.52361396303901,0.5742574257425742,0.7968198679388152,0.6995108315863033,0.7009355118545887,0.0002950148075997919,2.4495079475010724,0.26148703466607154,-0.17420167900833994,,-0.11378884848772641,0.8357444604086457,0.6226181889304753,,0.5871466633668623
1420,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. If Dortmund do make the Europa League, then you might conclude that the rebuilding process is already underway.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.6,111.53788888888889,1079.0,60.52361396303901,0.5742574257425742,0.7968198679388152,0.6995108315863033,0.7009355118545887,0.0002950148075997919,2.4495079475010724,0.12576400450568898,0.10052731829162614,0.14245702068359306,,0.7000214302482632,0.8973471862304414,0.8419678522698963,
1421,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. If Dortmund do make the Europa League, then you might conclude that the rebuilding process is already underway.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.6,111.53788888888889,1079.0,60.52361396303901,0.5742574257425742,0.7968198679388152,0.6995108315863033,0.7009355118545887,0.0002950148075997919,2.4495079475010724,-0.27114775347649,-0.6755882915226727,-0.617850891773425,,0.3031096722660842,0.12123157641614246,0.08165993981287833,
1422,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. 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1423,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. If Dortmund do make the Europa League, then you might conclude that the rebuilding process is already underway.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.6,111.53788888888889,1079.0,60.52361396303901,0.5742574257425742,0.7968198679388152,0.6995108315863033,0.7009355118545887,0.0002950148075997919,2.4495079475010724,0.27718336119469605,-0.33457985993512923,,-0.28233396698630875,0.8514407869372702,0.462240008003686,,0.41860154486827994
1424,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. 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1425,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. 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1426,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. 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1427,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. 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1428,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. If Dortmund do make the Europa League, then you might conclude that the rebuilding process is already underway.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.6,111.53788888888889,1079.0,60.52361396303901,0.5742574257425742,0.7968198679388152,0.6995108315863033,0.7009355118545887,0.0002950148075997919,2.4495079475010724,0.14085772767599397,-0.3128196684081622,-0.4990455703109491,,0.7151151534185682,0.484000199530653,0.20046526127535425,
1429,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. 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1430,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. 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1431,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. 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1432,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. 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1433,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. If Dortmund do make the Europa League, then you might conclude that the rebuilding process is already underway.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.6,111.53788888888889,1079.0,60.52361396303901,0.5742574257425742,0.7968198679388152,0.6995108315863033,0.7009355118545887,0.0002950148075997919,2.4495079475010724,0.26038103561641385,-0.4469377073844299,,-0.2733567439863081,0.8346384613589881,0.3498821605543853,,0.4275787678682806
1434,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. If Dortmund do make the Europa League, then you might conclude that the rebuilding process is already underway.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.6,111.53788888888889,1079.0,60.52361396303901,0.5742574257425742,0.7968198679388152,0.6995108315863033,0.7009355118545887,0.0002950148075997919,2.4495079475010724,0.10250093489151729,-0.6779471679063436,-0.5632955218834279,,0.6767583606340914,0.11887270003247163,0.13621530970287543,
1435,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. If Dortmund do make the Europa League, then you might conclude that the rebuilding process is already underway.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.6,111.53788888888889,1079.0,60.52361396303901,0.5742574257425742,0.7968198679388152,0.6995108315863033,0.7009355118545887,0.0002950148075997919,2.4495079475010724,-0.23836112831675715,-0.3426693187169084,-0.6491337045993429,,0.33589629742581706,0.4541505492219068,0.0503771269869604,
1436,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. 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1437,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. If Dortmund do make the Europa League, then you might conclude that the rebuilding process is already underway.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.6,111.53788888888889,1079.0,60.52361396303901,0.5742574257425742,0.7968198679388152,0.6995108315863033,0.7009355118545887,0.0002950148075997919,2.4495079475010724,0.13842588338990575,-0.4817342263583275,-0.17462191120376958,,0.71268330913248,0.3150856415804877,0.5248889203825338,
1438,1806,"Mats Hummels is in the frame to leave for Manchester United, Ilkay Gundogan has yet to sign a contract extension and can leave in 2016 and even the much-vaunted re-signing of Marco Reus might have simply been a stalling tactic to wait for a move to Barcelona next summer. On top of all that, Borussia Dortmund, the club which charmed the world two years ago on their rampaging run to the Champions League final, have battled relegation all season and were comprehensively beaten by Juventus in the Champions League last week. You might be forgiven for thinking that here was a club on the slide. But what about the notion of Dortmund in Europe next season? It would seem a non-starter. Borussia Dortmund are starting to look up again following a nightmare start to the season . Part of Dortmund's remarkable 10,000-strong support in Hannover for their Bundesliga match last weekend . Defender Mats Hummels has been strongly linked with a summer move to Manchester United . For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. If Dortmund do make the Europa League, then you might conclude that the rebuilding process is already underway.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.6,111.53788888888889,1079.0,60.52361396303901,0.5742574257425742,0.7968198679388152,0.6995108315863033,0.7009355118545887,0.0002950148075997919,2.4495079475010724,-0.3196534279190375,,-0.2539707496741381,-0.6135199298985926,0.2546039978235367,,0.44554008191216526,0.08741558195599608
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For most of the world, their last sight of Dortmund's plight in the Bundesliga were those infamous photos of captain Hummels and goalkeeper Roman Weidenfeller climbing the surround fencing to reason with angry fans from the 'Yellow Wall' after the home defeat by Augsburg last month left the team bottom. Yet the 3-2 win at Hannover at the weekend was a sixth victory in a run of eight games undefeated and sparked some crazy talk. 'Now we need to focus our eyes in the direction of the Europa League,' said double goalscorer Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang. Club chairman Hans-Joachim Watzke was a little more cautious. 'It's more important to put some distance between us and the relegation battle first,' he said. While manager Jurgen Klopp and Hummels struck some sensible middle ground. 'We're no longer in the middle of a relegation battle,' said Klopp. 'Let's get to the point whereby we mathematically can't be relegated and then let's see how many games we have.' Hummels, looking ahead to what would normally be a title-deciding clash with Bayern, said: 'We want to beat Bayern. At the moment we're in no-man's land but we could still slip back. If we beat Bayern, then we'll see.' Star man Marco Reus has signed a contract extension but could still move to Barcelona in 2016 . Ilkay Gundogan (right) has yet to commit to a new Dortmund contract and could leave in the summer . After an upturn in form, Dortmund find themselves just five points off a Europa League place . Manager Jurgen Klopp (second right) with Sebastian Kehl and Jakub Blaszczykowski after Saturday's win . Whether Europe is realistic or not - they are five points off the Europa League places with eight games to play - Dortmund are in a much better place than a couple of months ago. No-one truly believed they could go down, yet at times they seemed intent on testing the proposition to the full. But Reus signing a new four-year contract was an enormous boost, all the more so as it contained no release clause. It may well be that Reus joins Barcelona in the summer of 2016, the Catalan club where his friend Marc-Andre ter Stegen already plays understood to be his preferred destination. Even so, Reus should be at the Westfalenstadion next season. Hummels may not be. Louis van Gaal attempted to bring him back to Bayern Munich when coach there; he will undoubtedly try to do the same again this summer, though he will have to meet the £35m asking price. Interestingly, sources at Dortmund are already putting it about that £35m would make up for the shortfall of missing out in the Champions League, which sounds like a pre-sale process of softening up the fans. The lowest point in Dortmund's season came when players like Hummels had to front up to the fans . But an upturn in fortunes has lifted them out of relegation danger - Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang (left) and Marco Reus here wear masks to celebrate a goal in the 3-0 defeat of rivals Schalke . The Dortmund player salute their travelling support after last weekend's 3-2 win at Hannover . The key question remains about the man who has come to personify Dortmund, Klopp. Like Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United and Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, Klopp's personality, tactics and energy seem to embody every area of the club. Understandably Klopp is always considered when top jobs come up. He was on the shortlist to replace Roberto Mancini at Manchester City but did not impress in interview - the passion that drives his teams sits uncomfortably with the increasingly corporate world of football executives. It looks as though those pushing for him as a natural replacement for Arsene Wenger at Arsenal overplayed their hand somewhat. The intensity of the rivalry with Bayern Munich means he is highly unlikely to end up there when Pep Guardiola ends his time in 2016. Striker Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang poses for a photo with Dortmund fans after Saturday's win . Former Manchester United man Shinji Kagawa celebrates with Reus after scoring at Hannover . And there is a feeling that many teams are now adept at dealing with the frenzied counter-attacking style and that he needs to add nuance to the tactics that so recently shocked Europe's best sides. For now it looks as if Klopp and Dortmund's fates are bound together. At times, the rollercoaster season has seemed a projection on the ups and downs of Klopp's own volatile personality. Yet it's not so long ago he was a genuine wunderkind of European football. If he can emerge refreshed and re-energised from this season's chaos, there seems no reason why Dortmund shouldn't rise again in Europe. The next few weeks should tell us much. If Dortmund do make the Europa League, then you might conclude that the rebuilding process is already underway.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,8.6,111.53788888888889,1079.0,60.52361396303901,0.5742574257425742,0.7968198679388152,0.6995108315863033,0.7009355118545887,0.0002950148075997919,2.4495079475010724,0.3723908785360968,-0.4654807391073087,,-0.30322467735555325,0.9466483042786711,0.3313391288315065,,0.39771083449903544
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During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.528590458877032,0.2937186670471455,,-0.37745186265194547,0.35259765993484893,0.6279232691061154,,0.10565344861523263
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During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.5354608650821397,0.21654727391025025,,0.3334087103446315,0.3457272537297412,0.5507518759692203,,0.8165140216118096
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During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.3152075714168217,,-0.23961008943438816,0.1891452265928767,0.5659805473950592,,0.4368399455062128,0.6722505378600547
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During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.12162626688909595,,-0.6382102672144015,-0.32991058332253625,0.759561851922785,,0.038239767726199414,0.15319472794464184
1444,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.5964719183210704,-0.18924903448362382,,-0.11551867042704589,0.2847162004908106,0.14495556757534614,,0.3675866408401322
1445,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,0.1137245534249341,,-0.4277859541186052,0.5042872621741411,0.9949126722368151,,0.24866408082199576,0.9873925734413191
1446,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.18529818019662914,0.24163477448385628,-0.23277252650380914,,0.6958899386152518,0.5758393765428262,0.4436775084367918,
1447,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.40236370912974734,-0.1693856231933025,,0.14711268175333664,0.47882440968213363,0.16481897886566746,,0.6302179930205147
1448,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.6052954225471402,,-0.34588733046311393,0.4183687142382282,0.2758926962647408,,0.33056270447748703,0.9014740255054063
1449,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.6219954013857033,,-0.26668122149237317,-0.15961376728226,0.25919271742617767,,0.4097688134482278,0.3234915439849181
1450,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.5997727819288735,0.4264497680519736,,-0.18280342814772227,0.28141533688300746,0.7606543701109436,,0.3003018831194558
1451,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.5505043312680485,,0.16049872380649527,-0.48009115562675164,0.33068378754383243,,0.8369487587470963,0.0030141556404264525
1452,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,,0.34300819849993475,-0.4219282862972729,-0.12196690838320184,,0.6772128005589046,0.25452174864332805,0.36113840288397625
1453,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.5471762226721404,,-0.16882208824771483,0.14306398636401008,0.3340118961397406,,0.5076279466928861,0.6261692976311881
1454,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.45710012474144346,,0.18173915389414425,-0.12197917492032295,0.4240879940704375,,0.8581891888347453,0.36112613634685514
1455,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.3896983788108459,,-0.3177564865953398,-0.2782345702764391,0.49148974000103507,,0.3586935483452612,0.204870740990739
1456,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.6255319057901905,-0.2553747883247774,,-0.30428305342596906,0.2556562130216905,0.07882981373419257,,0.17882225784120903
1457,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.6655490006472923,,-0.5532007126520826,0.21701156211950512,0.2156391181645887,,0.12324932228851837,0.7001168733866832
1458,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,,-0.2330203967059224,-0.344865251537113,-0.471258222361078,,0.10118420535304756,0.33158478340348796,0.01184708890610009
1459,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.17955137220757378,0.2765937670145158,,-0.29352105655599037,0.7016367466043072,0.6107983690734857,,0.18958425471118773
1460,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,,-0.183109095806531,-0.46157070573973225,0.14440314012103245,,0.15109550625243895,0.21487932920086872,0.6275084513882105
1461,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.1847716503475335,0.18726714649296672,-0.10286981609776236,,0.6964164684643475,0.5214717485519367,0.5735802188428386,
1462,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,,0.5115489742627581,0.12947172372422106,-0.1975554729086701,,0.8457535763217281,0.805921758664822,0.285549838358508
1463,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,,-0.12414670491020433,-0.47260742211524454,0.3347020204553801,,0.21005789714876563,0.20384261282535643,0.8178073317225583
1464,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,,0.13043139376586466,-0.5335197906693185,0.3291606334804571,,0.4646359958248346,0.14293024427128243,0.8122659447476352
1465,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.21341472392569466,0.31904660052514244,,-0.22857469492905474,0.6677733948861864,0.6532512025841124,,0.25453061633812335
1466,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.5640971253221922,0.40776881308859964,,-0.3031805348257202,0.3170909934896887,0.7419734151475696,,0.17992477644145788
1467,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.652592348848321,0.5142085872101276,0.304751543976209,,0.22859576996356,0.8484131892690976,0.98120157891681,
1468,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.5280526608020456,,0.2381632740730611,0.12759920575705702,0.35313545800983537,,0.9146133090136621,0.6107045170242351
1469,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.18928138314242937,,0.2713891407981987,0.38963376375158987,0.6919067356694516,,0.9478391757387996,0.872739075018768
1470,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,,0.35323837310623596,-0.30256420427531155,0.21808320070942777,,0.6874429751652059,0.3738858306652894,0.7011885119766059
1471,3019,"

During the early part of the winter the family had had money enough to
live and a little over to pay their debts with; but when the earnings of
Jurgis fell from nine or ten dollars a week to five or six, there was
no longer anything to spare. The winter went, and the spring came, and
found them still living thus from hand to mouth, hanging on day by day,
with literally not a month's wages between them and starvation. Marija
was in despair, for there was still no word about the reopening of the
canning factory, and her savings were almost entirely gone. She had had
to give up all idea of marrying then; the family could not get along
without her--though for that matter she was likely soon to become a
burden even upon them, for when her money was all gone, they would have
to pay back what they owed her in board. So Jurgis and Ona and Teta
Elzbieta would hold anxious conferences until late at night, trying to
figure how they could manage this too without starving. Such were the cruel terms upon which their life was possible, that they
might never have nor expect a single instant's respite from worry, a
single instant in which they were not haunted by the thought of money. They would no sooner escape, as by a miracle, from one difficulty,
than a new one would come into view. In addition to all their physical
hardships, there was thus a constant strain upon their minds; they were
harried all day and nearly all night by worry and fear. This was in
truth not living; it was scarcely even existing, and they felt that it
was too little for the price they paid. They were willing to work all
the time; and when people did their best, ought they not to be able to
keep alive? There seemed never to be an end to the things they had to buy and to the
unforeseen contingencies. Once their water pipes froze and burst; and
when, in their ignorance, they thawed them out, they had a terrifying
flood in their house. It happened while the men were away, and poor
Elzbieta rushed out into the street screaming for help, for she did
not even know whether the flood could be stopped, or whether they were
ruined for life. It was nearly as bad as the latter, they found in
the end, for the plumber charged them seventy-five cents an hour, and
seventy-five cents for another man who had stood and watched him, and
included all the time the two had been going and coming, and also a
charge for all sorts of material and extras. And then again, when
they went to pay their January's installment on the house, the agent
terrified them by asking them if they had had the insurance attended
to yet. In answer to their inquiry he showed them a clause in the deed
which provided that they were to keep the house insured for one thousand
dollars, as soon as the present policy ran out, which would happen in
a few days. Poor Elzbieta, upon whom again fell the blow, demanded how
much it would cost them. Seven dollars, the man said; and that night
came Jurgis, grim and determined, requesting that the agent would be
good enough to inform him, once for all, as to all the expenses they
were liable for. The deed was signed now, he said, with sarcasm proper
to the new way of life he had learned--the deed was signed, and so the
agent had no longer anything to gain by keeping quiet. And Jurgis looked
the fellow squarely in the eye, and so the fellow wasted no time in
conventional protests, but read him the deed. They would have to renew
the insurance every year; they would have to pay the taxes, about ten
dollars a year; they would have to pay the water tax, about six dollars
a year--(Jurgis silently resolved to shut off the hydrant). This,
besides the interest and the monthly installments, would be all--unless
by chance the city should happen to decide to put in a sewer or to lay
a sidewalk. Yes, said the agent, they would have to have these, whether
they wanted them or not, if the city said so. The sewer would cost them
about twenty-two dollars, and the sidewalk fifteen if it were wood,
twenty-five if it were cement. So Jurgis went home again; it was a relief to know the worst, at any
rate, so that he could no more be surprised by fresh demands. He saw
now how they had been plundered; but they were in for it, there was
no turning back. They could only go on and make the fight and win--for
defeat was a thing that could not even be thought of. When the springtime came, they were delivered from the dreadful cold,
and that was a great deal; but in addition they had counted on the money
they would not have to pay for coal--and it was just at this time that
Marija's board began to fail. Then, too, the warm weather brought trials
of its own; each season had its trials, as they found. In the spring
there were cold rains, that turned the streets into canals and bogs; the
mud would be so deep that wagons would sink up to the hubs, so that half
a dozen horses could not move them.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,11.7,72.81692307692308,1046.0,54.26105717367854,0.881188118811881,0.33420460205896996,0.676450034940601,0.4831053112671781,0.00022523358873091572,1.8701144872327933,-0.20791052813713917,0.6410254989830728,-0.30262014839490486,,0.6732775906747418,0.9752301010420428,0.3738298865456961,
1472,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,0.22911172277969877,-0.24877982630048973,0.4267721960452276,,0.5558443960470254,0.5762346024631193,0.6650670947174848,
1473,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,,-0.6402726221596661,-0.2188160080902507,0.40299861672756027,,0.1847418066039429,0.01947889058200647,0.8329577296677586
1474,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,-0.11981278353988625,-0.4700627380626553,,-0.2863589045447179,0.20691988972744044,0.35495169070095367,,0.1436002083954805
1475,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,0.4857511813389072,-0.366873810632664,0.6118981346500572,,0.8124838546062338,0.458140618130945,0.8501930333223143,
1476,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,,-0.4653751406759639,0.4879408803987488,0.21404542492739048,,0.35963928808764506,0.7262357790710059,0.6440045378675889
1477,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,0.5966202927746156,,0.325697929602172,0.39864306616918793,0.9233529660419423,,0.5639928282744291,0.8286021791093863
1478,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,0.6312944073194295,-0.45980914432617936,0.14618743259247183,,0.9580270805867562,0.3652052844374296,0.38448233126472897,
1479,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,,0.1676859903089037,0.30306444790501763,-0.37049387185192173,,0.9927004190725126,0.5413593465772748,0.059465241088276666
1480,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,0.6551625753547821,-0.13059098364098198,-0.10669372670049737,,0.9818952486221088,0.694423445122627,0.1316011719717598,
1481,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,,-0.4454548516989289,0.6308893089557102,0.1941333390880539,,0.3795595770646801,0.8691842076279673,0.6240924520282523
1482,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,-0.216522329748511,-0.45089241746836384,,-0.290611762485785,0.1102103435188157,0.37412201129524514,,0.13934735045441338
1483,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,0.34545228465776034,,0.21557044204104475,0.3251454380264595,0.672184957925087,,0.4538653407133019,0.7551045509666579
1484,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,,-0.3813280097034607,0.2444051049768997,-0.22903239185356983,,0.4436864190601483,0.4827000036491569,0.20092672108662857
1485,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,0.3566317106233167,,0.2014008586870423,-0.11297069331035559,0.6833643838906434,,0.43969575735929944,0.3169884196298428
1486,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,0.19856774077266043,-0.32145976112888436,,0.4278098113059651,0.5253004140399871,0.5035546676347247,,0.8577689242461635
1487,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,,-0.2238903611562652,0.3406096654018845,0.2387589697420071,,0.6011240676073437,0.5789045640741417,0.6687180826822055
1488,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,-0.18304568220548437,-0.20386994670570846,0.10096266832183073,,0.14368699106184232,0.6211444820579005,0.33925756699408793,
1489,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,0.3106109266437029,,-0.20135369588167681,-0.37444286098776475,0.6373435999110295,,0.03694120279058036,0.05551625195243365
1490,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,0.5154106568974086,-0.15391460117412392,,0.26222344929996444,0.8421433301647353,0.671099827589485,,0.6921825622401628
1491,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,0.22781138684840097,-0.2729393010742464,0.59876447494817,,0.5545440601157277,0.5520751276893625,0.8370593736204271,
1492,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,0.49565486752343685,-0.3672124682486999,,0.2931859750734978,0.8223875407907635,0.45780196051490907,,0.7231450880136963
1493,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,0.6113658460359592,,-0.21653265826731033,-0.28734968774917957,0.9380985193032859,,0.021762240404946842,0.14260942519101882
1494,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,0.6624255075540626,,0.4154915040398891,-0.3923278702084001,0.9891581808213893,,0.6537864027121463,0.0376312427317983
1495,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,0.5765555058470453,-0.15140085110092505,,-0.1586544605524362,0.903288179114372,0.6736135776626839,,0.2713046523877622
1496,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,,-0.3084823899051033,0.4930519320393954,-0.35456683255840044,,0.5165320388585057,0.7313468307116526,0.07539228038179796
1497,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,,-0.5067070360844671,0.5259427111940818,0.20173356754127125,,0.3183073926791419,0.7642376098663389,0.6316926804814696
1498,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,-0.22350324301897734,,0.2538756087679513,-0.2856743383148769,0.10322943024834935,,0.49217050744020846,0.14428477462532152
1499,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,0.546479905982372,-0.6925559563899594,0.1921478158782103,,0.8732125792496986,0.1324584723736496,0.43044271455046745,
1500,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,-0.24992711606240453,-0.4994643387892858,,0.24734531294551454,0.07680555720492216,0.32555008997432316,,0.6773044258857129
1501,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,-0.25724234687838043,-0.2263534218655328,,-0.38251199709932093,0.06949032638894626,0.5986610068980762,,0.04744711584087746
1502,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,0.1175280459592864,0.10517284293567003,0.4352424649029936,,0.4442607192266131,0.930187271699279,0.6735373635752508,
1503,3292,"Exeunt SERVANTS
  FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? Humh! TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators,
    Of whom, even to the state's best health, I have
    Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th' instant
    A thousand talents to me. FLAVIUS. I have been bold,
    For that I knew it the most general way,
    To them to use your signet and your name;
    But they do shake their heads, and I am here
    No richer in return. TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
    That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
    Do what they would, are sorry- you are honourable-
    But yet they could have wish'd- they know not-
    Something hath been amiss- a noble nature
    May catch a wrench- would all were well!- 'tis pity-
    And so, intending other serious matters,
    After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,
    With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods,
    They froze me into silence. TIMON. You gods, reward them! Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows
    Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom flows;
    'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind;
    And nature, as it grows again toward earth,
    Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad,
    Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I speak,
    No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately
    Buried his father, by whose death he's stepp'd
    Into a great estate. When he was poor,
    Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends,
    I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him from me,
    Bid him suppose some good necessity
    Touches his friend, which craves to be rememb'red
    With those five talents. That had, give't these fellows
    To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or think
    That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends can sink. FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. That thought is bounty's foe;
    Being free itself, it thinks all others so. Exeunt",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,6.1,113.89777777777779,419.0,52.733118971061096,0.3267326732673267,0.825014428763609,0.23829489867225717,0.4299591129401984,0.00011817865068466655,0.9812373366347864,-0.21349098568564184,-0.1369773679568056,-0.23228056518713527,,0.11324168758168485,0.6880370608068034,0.006014333485121898,
1504,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,,-0.38646983055429157,0.21905953252394,-0.3106217745735265,,0.3001971268752403,0.9884515660669169,0.024271397454654564
1505,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,0.375116158111611,-0.187764691140479,-0.2918042188328309,,0.9988785343492346,0.4989022662890529,0.477587814710146,
1506,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,-0.4050992749049111,,-0.4411850479843781,0.3944293883456197,0.21866310133271255,,0.32820698555859884,0.7293225603738007
1507,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,,-0.47621118636269893,-0.2791107204684463,0.4222570621335894,,0.21045577106683294,0.4902813130745306,0.7571502341617704
1508,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,-0.49206057898529154,,-0.366617804585171,0.1737568453792504,0.1317017972523321,,0.4027742289578059,0.5086500174074315
1509,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,0.1476099732482274,-0.6310599402706629,,-0.3234715866795152,0.7713723494858511,0.055607017158868954,,0.011421585348665886
1510,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,-0.14270891676870268,,-0.601575613819498,-0.21416038585735725,0.481053459468921,,0.16781641972347894,0.12073278617082384
1511,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,0.21037961399807786,0.22338300930061467,,0.21547799914187366,0.8341419902357015,0.9100499667301465,,0.5503711711700547
1512,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,-0.3397663434069408,,-0.20815161480815597,0.525261175816371,0.28399603283068287,,0.561240418734821,0.8601543478445521
1513,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,-0.37985889032465797,,-0.6445822479813402,0.3945393990234356,0.24390348591296568,,0.12480978556163669,0.7294325710516167
1514,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,-0.2651799646167525,-0.32938543654420716,-0.3656404671117635,,0.3585824116208712,0.3572815208853247,0.4037515664312134,
1515,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,0.14868788562816232,-0.10940573656151031,-0.49367842165224163,,0.772450261865786,0.5772612208680216,0.2757136118907353,
1516,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,-0.3702864213173596,,-0.6115966059162365,-0.19993185778518457,0.25347595492026403,,0.15779542762674037,0.1349613142429965
1517,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,-0.3711258606310227,-0.21156794329524264,,0.1821917655457988,0.25263651560660094,0.47509901413428923,,0.5170849375739799
1518,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,-0.5614910537492124,,-0.19678096580342908,0.4019031968760717,0.062271322488411274,,0.5726110677395478,0.7367963689042527
1519,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,-0.49560524567326947,-0.6804397812143581,-0.1498656318077637,,0.12815713056435418,0.006227176215173769,0.6195264017352132,
1520,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,-0.5578830610661952,-0.6845059839622011,,0.2677179486924704,0.06587931517142842,0.0021609734673307956,,0.6026111207206515
1521,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,-0.11363113931875113,-0.4498158848594632,-0.18095804263984727,,0.5101312369188725,0.23685107257006865,0.5884339909031296,
1522,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,,-0.2291882943171754,-0.2734054435111973,-0.16707284100489458,,0.45747866311235647,0.49598659003177964,0.1678203310232865
1523,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,,-0.3148871149649947,-0.2502290036793666,-0.2588560050988326,,0.37177984246453716,0.5191630298636103,0.07603716692934848
1524,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,0.33666520338490974,0.2976645307567137,-0.3014849929889235,,0.9604275796225334,0.9843314881862455,0.4679070405540534,
1525,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,,-0.6663304092859119,-0.6712070795624718,0.33511681151324213,,0.02033654814361996,0.09818495398050509,0.6700099835414233
1526,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,-0.5744488694881649,0.2801695280297379,,0.10888507281420182,0.04931350674945878,0.9668364854592697,,0.44377824484238293
1527,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,0.2342518653610552,,-0.5224853086553084,0.37895399260463347,0.8580142415986789,,0.24690672488766852,0.7138471646328146
1528,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,-0.40289350544621383,-0.5127088502233716,-0.5142957370324494,,0.22086887079140982,0.17395810720616023,0.25509629651052756,
1529,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,0.3491175219475621,,-0.4920614733768936,0.1558053947702971,0.9728798981851858,,0.2773305601660833,0.4906985667984782
1530,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,-0.2521525758343617,0.2964767601840605,-0.5740501504926689,,0.37160980040326197,0.9831437176135924,0.19534188305030797,
1531,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,0.1597784989485484,0.2844880299856228,-0.5862624493745558,,0.7835408751861721,0.9711549874151546,0.18312958416842107,
1532,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,-0.4432066367252795,-0.669921333835873,-0.25862831172775486,,0.18055573951234416,0.01674562359365883,0.5107637218152221,
1533,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,,-0.6296085658992804,-0.64941991861142,-0.1665839284328819,,0.057058391530251495,0.1199721149315569,0.1683092435952992
1534,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,-0.39152676367849193,,-0.5835482020681362,-0.2996193989101554,0.23223561255913172,,0.18584383147484074,0.03527377311802571
1535,1072,"A mother has described the heartbreak of watching her son scratch himself until he bled due to severe eczema. Jessica Chandler said her son Ollie, who is now nearly two, developed skin so dry and flaky it looked as though he has been in a fire. She was mortified when strangers repeatedly asked if Ollie had been burned, and felt paranoid other parents believed she was neglecting her son. After an embarrassing confrontation on a train, in which she was once again asked how her baby got burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help. Ollie Chandler, now nearly two, suffered eczema so severe people asked if he had been burned in a fire . His mother Jessica, 27, began searching for a cure for her son's condition online, as she became paranoid people might think her son's appearance made her look neglectful . Miss Chandler said her son would scratch his skin until it bled, which was heartbreaking for her to watch . While doctors struggled to find a cure, Miss Chandler stumbled on a cream she claimed almost cured her son’s eczema within weeks. She is now calling for greater understanding of the condition to help other mothers whose children are affected. The 27-year-old said: ‘I’m well aware it isn’t life threatening but when you have a little one who is constantly in pain, irritable and uncomfortable and medical professionals don’t seem to take that seriously, it is incredibly frustrating. ‘My son’s eczema was so bad he would scratch himself until he bled which was heartbreaking. ‘As a mother, watching your little one suffer like that is awful - but nothing I was prescribed seemed to work. ‘It got the stage that people were constantly asking me what had happened to Ollie and I even started to get paranoid that people might think I wasn’t looking after him properly when nothing could have been further from the truth.’ Miss Chandler, a furniture restorer from Wolverhampton, said her son had struggled with the condition since he was born. She said: ‘Ollie developed a rash soon after birth that would come and go for weeks. But I was told it was nothing to worry about.’ But as the months passed she noticed dry patches on his face and elbow. Then in November last year the rash began to darken and spread leading Miss Chandler and her engineer fiancé David Bennett, 28, to think their son had chicken pox. After a yet another stranger asked how Ollie had been burned, Miss Chandler became determined to find a treatment that would help her son . She stumbled across a cream containing beeswax online, created by a mother who had become frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. She claims she saw an improvement within weeks . Their GP diagnosed an infection and prescribed antibiotics but the rash got worse and doctors eventually concluded that the tot was suffering with severe eczema. Miss Chandler said: ‘By this stage he was crying all the time because he could not stop scratching and it was very upsetting to see him so distraught.’ But the creams prescribed did little to combat symptoms and Miss Chandler instead turned to keeping her son wrapped in clothing to prevent him from being able to scratch while she tried different lotions. Purepotions has a range called Skin Salvation suitable for eczema sufferers. The products contain beeswax, which the manufacturer claims works as a natural antibacterial barrier, protecting the skin from external irritants. They also contain hemp, which is rich in essential fatty acids which are lacking in those with dry skin. Purepotions claims the products replenish dry skin with natural oils and have no known side effects. The products contains no parabens, preservatives or perfumes, they say. She says she grew self-conscious of people staring when they went out, especially after Ollie had managed to scratch himself during the night. Miss Chandler said: ‘It wasn’t unusual for Ollie to scratch himself until he bled. 'And on top of that, his skin was very dry and flaky and his hair always looked greasy due to all the creams and potions. ‘I was terrified that people would think he was neglected because he looked like such a sorry little thing. ‘I was up most nights online researching and doing everything I could to try and improve his condition.’ She struggled on with numerous creams, but became concerned she was rubbing chemicals into her son’s skin and seeing no improvement. The turning point came in December last year when she took Ollie on a day out to Birmingham on the train. As they took their seats a lady leaned over and with a concerned look asked Miss Chandler how her son’s face had been burned. She said: ‘When I tried to explain that Ollie had not been in a fire and the marks on his face were in fact eczema I felt like I was lying even thought it was the truth. ‘It made me more determined than ever to find something that worked.’ While searching for a cure online she found an article by a mother who had invented her own cream after becoming similarly frustrated with the medications her daughter had been prescribed. Within a few months of applying the cream daily she said the it nearly cured Ollie's eczema . Miss Chandler said: ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did'. He is pictured as a baby . Natalie Balmond had designed Skin Salvation in her kitchen after struggling with her daughter’s condition. Her company Purepotions had sold thousands of bottles and the cream was made available on prescription. When Miss Chandler read Purepotion’s Skin Salvation was available on the NHS she urged her GP to allow her to try it. After a few weeks of applying the cream daily, she claims she began to see an improvement, and has since seen  80 to 90 per cent of the eczema clear up. She said: ‘I am over the moon to have finally found something that works. ‘Ollie is so much happier and not scratching anywhere near as much as he did. ‘Finally he can enjoy being a happy child again and we can go out without people asking what has happened to him.’",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,9.1,102.31807407407408,1179.0,50.0,0.6237623762376237,0.6866669574295319,0.7693920335429769,0.3348931720281811,0.00040642718495599925,3.374564916689662,,-0.3535532213159956,-0.3705635065852189,0.5266296631933937,,0.3331137361135363,0.398828526957758,0.8615228352215747
1536,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,0.11504311558462066,,0.210283289274242,-0.18628892043825018,0.26355796706976914,,0.44997581198563263,0.247984109148376
1537,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,0.6562532154319968,,0.4355834714931651,-0.2141708236857525,0.8047680669171453,,0.6752759942045558,0.22010220590087368
1538,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,,0.24780874473516973,0.6125110350398055,0.4366847626494142,,0.8290343140770224,0.8522035577511962,0.8709577922360403
1539,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,0.42903800215320703,-0.382172517071275,0.4494168666545667,,0.5775528536383555,0.19905305227057768,0.6891093893659573,
1540,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,-0.14158093710461042,-0.22985716059635297,,0.15739704740781174,0.006933914380538059,0.3513684087454997,,0.5916700769944379
1541,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,0.25341674714552015,0.31621264747787753,-0.1243887363135574,,0.40193159863066863,0.8974382168197301,0.11530378639783323,
1542,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,0.497256336973433,-0.29927681612059265,,-0.30811013257903264,0.6457711884585815,0.28194875322126,,0.12616289700759353
1543,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,0.21508539969163773,-0.45590766665094584,,-0.10994986090588688,0.3636002511767862,0.1253179026909068,,0.3243231686807393
1544,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,,-0.5698638444052408,-0.12621068636867622,0.10263565540737346,,0.011361724936611806,0.11348183634271442,0.5369086849939997
1545,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,-0.10408977313406867,,0.2968789948390063,0.37946148268885543,0.04442507835107981,,0.5365715175503969,0.8137345122754815
1546,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,,-0.2244677250853936,0.12648731730343685,0.3472178232276189,,0.35675784425645907,0.3661798400148275,0.781490852814245
1547,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,0.5105442354084195,-0.4585886409295427,,-0.38274893677459165,0.659059086893568,0.12263692841230994,,0.051524092812034517
1548,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,-0.1128220798765058,,0.6330288293044195,0.1817254696429113,0.035692771608642676,,0.8727213520158101,0.6159984992295375
1549,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,0.5624765376641084,-0.39895101888065215,,-0.14764145868752038,0.710991389149257,0.1822745504612005,,0.2866315708991058
1550,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,0.5883442946815407,,0.14067612136207025,-0.31221365014472313,0.7368591461666891,,0.3803686440734609,0.12205937944190304
1551,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,0.6086820003590375,-0.20719048958684005,0.2593060212864915,,0.7571968518441861,0.3740350797550126,0.4989985439978821,
1552,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,0.681792654168346,0.2989883461268867,0.48280317610311013,,0.8303075056534945,0.8802139154687394,0.7224956988145008,
1553,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,0.15860229176691418,,0.27325327804338023,-0.21126839001172282,0.30711714325206263,,0.5129458007547709,0.22300463957490335
1554,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,,0.3530523689144291,0.24661827479013548,0.2158397682118534,,0.9342779382562818,0.4863107975015261,0.6501127977984795
1555,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,0.5722207200258527,,0.13305660191408866,0.5613475691198007,0.7207355715110011,,0.37274912462547927,0.9956205987064268
1556,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,,0.2935577659585586,0.46949248870020893,-0.1983805271308686,,0.8747833353004113,0.7091850114115996,0.23589250245575757
1557,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,0.6438470044529118,-0.36078023324486963,0.5526602726173495,,0.7923618559380603,0.22044533609698302,0.7923527953287401,
1558,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,0.4425420945362297,0.2612194049710905,,-0.27974682868984224,0.5910569460213781,0.8424449743129432,,0.15452620089678393
1559,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,0.4846440893123123,,0.3359604308253138,-0.30448459107416415,0.6331589407974607,,0.5756529535367044,0.12978843851246202
1560,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,0.3214939818927354,,0.6905081469242287,-0.179905164258932,0.4700088333778839,,0.9302006696356193,0.2543678653276942
1561,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,,-0.1721871498454618,0.6662711377751107,0.14859395635959266,,0.40903841949639086,0.9059636604865013,0.5828669859462188
1562,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,,0.3562058171449683,0.23649280591875976,0.48742476100968396,,0.9374313864868209,0.4761853286301504,0.9216977905963102
1563,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,0.6464691339986275,,0.1603544984776414,-0.11398855417065934,0.7949839854837759,,0.400047021189032,0.32028447541596683
1564,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,0.6159498216711234,,0.40431015748435717,-0.3398294237785846,0.7644646731562719,,0.6440026801957478,0.09444360580804156
1565,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,,-0.2516303777481146,0.38852770772144757,-0.12011373889947308,,0.32959519159373807,0.6282202304328381,0.3141592906871531
1566,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,0.4261553756983678,,0.46751998756066476,0.2853529152656857,0.5746702271835162,,0.7072125102720555,0.7196259448523119
1567,7827,"my grandfather is dying. not ""on death's door"" dying, but he's on his way out with multiple organ failure.  i've never met him, and the other one died 20+ years before i was born. from what i know he's kind of a bastard, but i figured i should at least meet the guy before he dies. so far, so good.

except for how i'm getting there.

see, my mom has gone a bit wonky in the head since *her* mom (ex-wife of dying grandfather) died a few years ago. uberbitch with moodswings, threatened to kill my step-dad, broke up with my step-dad, mutual restraining orders soon followed by reconciliation, etc. the usual white trash emotional shuffle. 

my step-dad is a bit of an over-bearing macho guy, but deals with my mom fairly well. they just bicker with each other constantly, about everything. they argue about arguing with each other. they wake up at 3am and whisper angrily at each other for 20 minutes before going back to bed. they cannot go more than an hour without an argument.

as you may expect, i can't deal with this for extended periods of time. don't get me wrong, i love my mom. i just don't respect her ever since i was embroiled in the argument about her giving my step-dad a blowjob, right before she nearly got arrested and i had to drive her drunk ass to a family friend's house so she wouldn't be. that kinda thing tarnishes the silverware.

how do all of these things tie in together? well, my grandfather lives somewhere on the new york side of the vermont border. my mom lives in california. they hate flying, and want to visit other family that lives between us and the nearly departed. i'm a broke college student and can't afford to buy a plane ticket.

so we're driving there. and then back, 2 weeks later. all three of us and a chihuahua. 

i just checked the distance and driving time. 5,286 miles and roughly 80 hours, round trip.

we leave in 4 days.

  

 

^(edit: i accidentally a word)",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.3,93.49261437908497,421.0,52.85714285714286,0.14851485148514848,0.5812255693418527,0.23969252271139063,0.43427302958662617,9.019304149782881e-05,0.7488728235564726,,-0.24122937700596203,-0.13555983724462084,0.1763178280905412,,0.3399961923358906,0.10413268546676979,0.6105908576771674
1568,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,,0.28912073721682513,0.2898170756067314,0.3732058620887189,,0.5739744931986819,0.3981329386395756,0.7773188354013887
1569,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,,0.6328482028410451,0.10424186871042143,0.5657671334379526,,0.9177019588229018,0.2125577317432656,0.9698801067506224
1570,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,,0.23903179955014503,0.24768310076988487,-0.3960560654468433,,0.5238855555320018,0.35599896380272905,0.008056907865826524
1571,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,0.236871010447585,-0.1989908135801785,0.4930636223372467,,0.3754848718337236,0.08586294240167824,0.6013794853700909,
1572,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,0.5513174919013482,-0.12245480916981133,,0.21427223877199625,0.6899313532874868,0.16239894681204542,,0.618385212084666
1573,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,,0.2297511327882087,0.21745984360777604,-0.24436463237812645,,0.5146048887700654,0.3257757066406202,0.15974834093454338
1574,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,0.3847608720650245,0.44248321610457064,0.6462359524044264,,0.5233747334511631,0.7273369720864273,0.7545518154372706,
1575,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,,0.6541918944313467,0.6179153964719676,0.19586883865726507,,0.9390456504132034,0.7262312595048117,0.5999818119699349
1576,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,0.15136935017697958,,0.48567207362737574,0.1332910109146871,0.28998321156311824,,0.5939879366602199,0.5374039842273569
1577,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,0.155135695526067,0.29108643192748024,0.10228741429736617,,0.2937495569122056,0.575940187909337,0.21060327733021034,
1578,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,0.10837617321371347,0.40890843154551204,0.5740848866443635,,0.24699003459985208,0.6937621875273687,0.6824007496772077,
1579,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,0.3925959955243347,0.5266003088266221,,-0.27377969891137455,0.5312098569104733,0.8114540648084789,,0.13033327440129527
1580,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,,0.35050397619960183,0.441635840196408,-0.2994119065465202,,0.6353577321814585,0.5499517032292521,0.1047010667661496
1581,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,,0.1257085328503692,0.603900825873892,-0.1532528676614452,,0.41056228883222595,0.7122166889067362,0.25086010565122463
1582,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,0.5969944735884549,0.25150678989956915,0.5336777841732547,,0.7356083349745935,0.5363605458814259,0.6419936472060989,
1583,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,0.45858009164799984,0.2254432865195815,0.5589964999136412,,0.5971939530341385,0.5102970425014383,0.6673123629464853,
1584,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,0.35352748717609417,,0.59769594343466,0.32339016956850214,0.4921413485622328,,0.7060118064675042,0.727503142881172
1585,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,0.28436480132169173,0.4412491264569406,0.48248241216210097,,0.42297866270783036,0.7261028824387974,0.5907982751949451,
1586,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,0.598726337857773,0.4232973939232091,0.29942832973477285,,0.7373401992439116,0.7081511499050659,0.40774419276761703,
1587,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,,0.6884390948353352,0.24224604117401427,-0.34038830056796027,,0.9732928508171919,0.35056190420685845,0.06372467274470955
1588,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,0.10602001848289729,0.417476498258486,0.6630510337298962,,0.2446338798690359,0.7023302542403427,0.7713668967627403,
1589,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,0.5248735893938281,0.4308463204540297,0.5371563936597099,,0.6634874507799667,0.7157000764358865,0.645472256692554,
1590,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,0.5853665413904123,-0.24976535293933966,,-0.19045542023339962,0.723980402776551,0.03508840304251709,,0.2136575530792702
1591,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,0.3659013512707487,,0.25675614265121227,-0.255946963997555,0.5045152126568873,,0.36507200568405646,0.1481660093151148
1592,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,,0.33378322803879373,0.40460417033092494,-0.19869736088233927,,0.6186369840206505,0.5129200333637691,0.20541561243033055
1593,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,,0.23714751820123114,0.1565059592922376,0.520678347206692,,0.522001274183088,0.2648218223250818,0.9247913205193619
1594,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,,0.25392903819753176,0.12346595430577964,-0.32767787366085677,,0.5387827941793886,0.2317818173386238,0.07643509965181305
1595,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,0.4821475249155487,0.4230339477318168,0.111790311420372,,0.6207613863016873,0.7078877037136735,0.22010617445321617,
1596,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,0.11172045526890662,,0.4472912784976848,-0.3736183771618765,0.25033431665504524,,0.5556071415305289,0.030494596150793307
1597,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,0.373091658651459,0.47398515927167595,0.6202810545073388,,0.5117055200375976,0.7588389152535326,0.728596917540183,
1598,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,0.2704942208964089,-0.1782451643575685,0.2358099329117575,,0.4091080822825475,0.10660859162428826,0.3441257959446017,
1599,5374,"i like to keep my room really cold at night.  i open the window and prop a fan in it, so i continuously blow cold air into the room.  i can usually get the room down to 45 degrees f.  i sleep with two quilts, so i'm fine.  i get concerned sometimes, though, that my dog will get too cold.

she sleeps in the bed with me, but usually on the other side of the mattress.  she has her own little nest made out of my spare blankets, and curls up in a little ball.  well, considering how cold i've been keeping my room, i've started inviting her to snuggle with me.  i'll wrap myself in one of my quilts like a burrito, and then drape the second quilt over both of us.  she'll tuck up in a little ball, and if you looked into the room you'd only see my face.  everything else is buried under blankets.

it's really adorable and last night i  turned over and scratched her under the chin and kept a hand in her fur while we both drifted off to sleep.  i tucked my face under the blankets and we developed this warm cocoon...

until she farted.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.2,68.68625,233.0,51.990049751243774,0.13861386138613863,0.28485375598185675,0.10831586303284417,0.4041129733126698,5.122565350314783e-05,0.4253266010366364,,0.2811970263694028,0.2774353405963319,0.13923949225535776,,0.5660507823512595,0.3857512036291761,0.5433524655680275
1600,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,,-0.25163177446339857,0.45258824648697205,-0.17145264754611714,,0.20519001856572344,0.561602921539383,0.01073488969713643
1601,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.2557313491989929,,0.1105119775201821,-0.12542829494485813,0.3349392699910721,,0.21952665257259302,0.056759242298395435
1602,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.2760376868714709,,0.5568122212327433,-0.16707256078817498,0.3552456076635501,,0.6658268962851542,0.015114976455078588
1603,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.40102769001309513,-0.2370717978391886,0.48602005022542827,,0.48023561080517435,0.2197499951899334,0.5950347252778392,
1604,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,,0.12351119665408938,0.6966200224790196,0.6863467718195424,,0.5803329896832115,0.8056346975314305,0.8685343090627959
1605,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.6293000346826199,0.20307380309733464,,0.26639226227616275,0.7085079554746991,0.6598955961264567,,0.4485797995194163
1606,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,,-0.25748219523522886,0.5287500885801516,0.42960275838377115,,0.19933959779389315,0.6377647636325625,0.6117902956270247
1607,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.6498533135005201,,0.1855510549748733,0.5562247396994093,0.7290612342925993,,0.2945657300272842,0.7384122769426629
1608,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.31510457871720027,-0.3621455260548197,0.6978383055169306,,0.3943124995092795,0.09467626697430231,0.8068529805693415,
1609,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.3452446220548735,,0.5054830697476186,0.5567233984720223,0.4244525428469527,,0.6144977448000295,0.7389109357152759
1610,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,,-0.3890388463968677,0.47038495570941674,-0.17755851756915791,,0.06778294663225432,0.5793996307618277,0.004629019674095652
1611,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.12607374778070238,,0.41227937327914466,0.5198356261488151,0.2052816685727816,,0.5212940483315556,0.7020231633920686
1612,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.6031005942658876,0.502847621022546,0.6204339671311787,,0.6823085150579669,0.959669414051668,0.7294486421835896,
1613,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.30158218442830687,-0.3332272040642915,,0.2678298149401659,0.3807901052203861,0.1235945889648305,,0.45001735218341943
1614,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.43574490517352404,0.27558573397664865,,0.5147084412148113,0.5149528259656033,0.7324075270057706,,0.6968959784580648
1615,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.486249119465754,-0.18874784561444796,0.11199869208126563,,0.5654570402578332,0.26807394741467405,0.22101336713367653,
1616,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.5610687402757706,-0.2926042403860806,0.5247183862941934,,0.6402766610678499,0.1642175526430414,0.6337330613466043,
1617,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,,-0.24752194799565808,0.3932415027522462,0.30322247247914136,,0.20929984503346394,0.502256177804657,0.4854100097223949
1618,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.5671383085280557,,0.44090962947360895,0.5787580231138683,0.646346229320135,,0.5499243045260198,0.7609455603571218
1619,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.4376017244105852,0.5146896122966861,0.22327798910563768,,0.5168096452026645,0.971511405325808,0.3322926641580486,
1620,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.3219664792326808,-0.23364883749296692,0.20084394500759034,,0.40117440002476,0.2231729555361551,0.30985862006000126,
1621,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.22928165964952676,-0.2965411118703973,0.694233791251256,,0.308489580441606,0.16028068115872474,0.8032484663036669,
1622,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.5489660921526253,0.37842670767708186,,0.40889467521626155,0.6281740129447044,0.8352485007062038,,0.5910822124595151
1623,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.23214632644171634,,0.5433192387975119,0.3004484300074046,0.31135424723379557,,0.6523339138499228,0.48263596725065816
1624,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.3841416991447878,,0.6573337474769931,0.2521654467699739,0.463349619936867,,0.766348422529404,0.4343529840132274
1625,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,,0.4713956239740378,0.47498195350753536,0.4133596501879029,,0.9282174170031599,0.5839966285599463,0.5955471874311564
1626,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.32205356804198254,-0.4421510818206021,0.16870971824332773,,0.40126148883406176,0.014670711208519926,0.2777243932957386,
1627,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,,-0.33695128567874755,0.25174135875326736,0.6644149831716515,,0.11987050735037447,0.3607560338056783,0.846602520414905
1628,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.32027970118615906,0.4693237631462007,,0.3883904411141277,0.3994876219782383,0.9261455561753227,,0.5705779783573812
1629,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.11228625001731873,0.16067829526973948,0.47889235656685136,,0.19149417080939796,0.6175000882988615,0.5879070316192623,
1630,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.4473623057232142,0.2609124246116664,0.5093090267712794,,0.5265702265152934,0.7177342176407884,0.6183237018236903,
1631,7443,"title says it all really. this was back in seventh grade (3 years ago). so you know how stupid 7th graders can be. i had just showered and was applying deodorant to my pits and such. 

then i got a bright idea. “if my pits smell bad, i put on deodorant, so then since my asshole smells bad deodorant can fix that!” seems like a flawless plan right?
now the time comes for the fu when i swiftly apply some deodorant to my ass. 

now let me tell you the burning sensation i was feeling felt like i just stuck a really hot pepper up there. i screamed, loudly and sprinted down my hall to the bathroom and proceeded to put my bare ass in the sink and try to wash it out with the sink faucet. my brother walks out of his room, looking at me puzzled and wants to know what’s up.

when i told him he just burst out laughing. while i’m over here in searing pain. the burning went away after some thoughtful washing then i head to bed in shame. 
this was not my proudest moment, but i hope you can have a laugh like my brother did.

 
dont do it",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,3.6,83.08000000000001,234.0,45.609756097560975,0.07920792079207922,0.456821793029122,0.1090146750524109,0.18218753724325357,6.928657083561775e-05,0.5752863976481342,0.2868035457576499,0.19739977211638055,0.6887813587979343,,0.3660114665497291,0.6542215651455026,0.7977960338503453,
1632,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,,0.21672834646465833,0.5416478271286511,0.3520835569519593,,0.5039906183715468,0.7848344099378755,0.6959183614082782
1633,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,,0.5614264012676249,0.4600260009825697,-0.18470091684410553,,0.8486886731745134,0.703212583791794,0.15913388761221345
1634,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,-0.24313984712573786,0.5716936723036606,-0.18454780177226252,,0.06379084594356907,0.8589559442105492,0.058638781036961796,
1635,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,0.2349959372541453,-0.18114102725725606,,0.23239234455427044,0.5419266303234522,0.10612124464963246,,0.5762271490105895
1636,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,,0.6434006366662486,0.35089793184233664,0.1390381123095359,,0.930662908573137,0.594084514651561,0.48287291676585486
1637,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,0.5307933915833585,,0.19349562133336956,0.4347487624281087,0.8377240846526655,,0.43668220414259384,0.7785835668844276
1638,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,0.5343538482211275,0.5360259968909199,0.6834079241271003,,0.8412845412904344,0.8232882687978085,0.9265945069363246,
1639,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,0.509016055689642,,-0.24304894815045183,0.1461103244938976,0.8159467487589489,,0.0001376346587724786,0.4899451289502166
1640,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,,0.38487387928554095,-0.11121745297084179,-0.1008483331854827,,0.6721361511924295,0.13196912983838252,0.24298647127083628
1641,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,0.1625033957963785,0.3597673769472262,0.5748461133927916,,0.46943408886568544,0.6470296488541147,0.8180326962020159,
1642,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,0.4931432372136043,0.5763607673685048,,0.16798545124151099,0.8000739302829112,0.8636230392753934,,0.51182025569783
1643,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,,0.3977216194962022,-0.15085553014772685,0.31976054177589003,,0.6849838914030908,0.09233105266149746,0.6635953462322091
1644,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,0.42517559507767344,0.25827402006766537,0.6651944741412554,,0.7321062881469804,0.5455362919745539,0.9083810569504798,
1645,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,,0.29000660765493785,0.4587649328395424,0.11506849520806423,,0.5772688795618264,0.7019515156487667,0.4589032996643832
1646,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,-0.2432174080380884,,0.6612578087540388,0.2442227839942201,0.06371328503121854,,0.9044443915632632,0.588057588450539
1647,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,0.6179565714483233,0.5701202953704537,,0.4227011330121377,0.9248872645176303,0.8573825672773423,,0.7665359374684566
1648,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,,0.10974721865596135,0.46733678633930026,0.4502937704688182,,0.39700949056284984,0.7105233691485245,0.7941285749251372
1649,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,-0.1630136380814359,0.6326455260218544,0.5150559706096138,,0.14391705498787102,0.9199077979287429,0.7582425534188382,
1650,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,,0.6522407466686282,0.23069079602454093,-0.3006589953144056,,0.9395030185755167,0.47387737883376524,0.04317580914191338
1651,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,0.5034448178979117,0.4665831479130973,0.4011728443550343,,0.8103755109672186,0.7538454198199858,0.6443594271642586,
1652,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,-0.2811984768112018,,0.26659931047480157,0.30433271773643705,0.025732216258105123,,0.5097858932840259,0.6481675221927561
1653,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,0.23652638050480207,0.6732772739634247,,0.45555426002565486,0.543457073574109,0.9605395458703132,,0.7993890644819739
1654,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,0.6421468649075597,,-0.23422188140871894,-0.3164014618078851,0.9490775579768667,,0.00896470140050537,0.02743334264843389
1655,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,0.45494005421218253,,0.38740065690743786,-0.1820130595837838,0.7618707472814894,,0.6305872397166622,0.16182174487253517
1656,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,0.10926840698006438,0.3100225922962844,0.6818435529554112,,0.41619910004937133,0.597284864203173,0.9250301357646356,
1657,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,0.6419877905411115,0.6680212918794797,0.11147797427897252,,0.9489184836104185,0.9552835637863681,0.35466455708819683,
1658,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,0.5090631319056563,,0.34269576690815007,0.6507460493681205,0.8159938249749632,,0.5858823497173744,0.9945808538244395
1659,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,-0.2976729340650907,,0.4199388714936133,0.23159712429366736,0.009257759004216215,,0.6631254543028376,0.5754319287499863
1660,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,,0.202282624586553,-0.22427460734152757,0.3703620324039046,,0.4895448964934415,0.01891197546769674,0.7141968368602236
1661,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,0.6072633413277773,,0.4767054841716693,0.2287813519420231,0.9141940343970842,,0.7198920669808936,0.5726161563983421
1662,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,0.3026946018838848,,0.21025274530557123,-0.19365234405770004,0.6096252949531917,,0.45343932811479554,0.15018246039861893
1663,6872,"late last february i came down with a small dose of the flu.  instead of taking off of work for a few days or seeing a doctor i self medicated.

now my boss is known for hating when people are sick and in the past has called other employees doctors to confirm they actually had an appointment.  so i didn't want to deal with her crap and decided to take cold medicine and keep working.  

so i drank some dayquil and when that ran out bought some dayquil pills and took them later on. i wasn't overdosing but i think i forgot when i tool the meds and took too much at one time. 

so thursday at work i feel all itchy and light headed along with the flu symptoms which was odd but i ignored it and did my job.  later at night while watching wheel of fortune i go to the bathroom to take a pee.  i sit there for a good 20 minutes and finally a little bit of urine comes out.  annoyed i couldn't pee as usual i ignore it and continue my night watching t.v. and such.  

so 11pm comes and i want to pee before going to bed as usual.  so i go to the bathroom and sit there for a good 2 hours trying to go and it never happens, even though i feel i have to go.  so i say screw it i'll try in the morning and deal with it then.  

i wake up at 7am and can't go so i head to patient first.   they send me to the hospital and by 2pm i get a catheter inserted!  so for the next 3 days i'm stuck with a catheter in me and have to dump my urine bag periodically.  

all this while i'm having a caffeine withdrawal, a recommendation from the doctors to not drink or eat any caffeine for a week.  not good for me as i usually have 2 mtn dew code reds a day as well as other caffeine throughout the day. 

so i got the catheter taken out monday morning and was peeing back to my normal about a week later.   a scary and awful weekend because the cold medicine reacted with my lexapro and caused a blockage in my urine passing.   so i will never take cold medicine again!!",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.9,68.8878431372549,426.0,50.257069408740364,0.3069306930693069,0.2872622719068885,0.2431865828092243,0.343834804456319,7.604458502830703e-05,0.6313981894900332,0.5500294696106567,,0.3558475810763764,0.43837642795403636,0.8569601626799637,,0.5990341638856007,0.7822112324103554
1664,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.13025685638036488,,0.44916503233637883,0.2871164948341456,0.27877170786551336,,0.7622328171022767,0.5416111202974048
1665,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.2092513567607006,0.2125056540923947,,0.6244428573759356,0.3577662082458491,0.9018996164331132,,0.8789374828391947
1666,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.5822314199119548,,-0.15932959819433884,-0.18904390088422593,0.7307462713971034,,0.15373818657155913,0.0654507245790332
1667,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.27003646368901424,-0.5861906223221114,0.30543630555908147,,0.4185513151741627,0.10320334001860709,0.6185040903249794,
1668,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.42651390389958355,-0.4820018540285024,0.6139914400091394,,0.575028755384732,0.2073921083122161,0.9270592247750373,
1669,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.2771769769456316,-0.11419998202226966,0.5004753563134295,,0.4256918284307801,0.5751939803184488,0.8135431410793275,
1670,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,-0.137548586452554,,-0.26259203981932544,-0.1731180220302641,0.010966265032594485,,0.05047574494657253,0.08137660343299502
1671,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.4731823973943113,-0.4394033014264346,0.16535633740070432,,0.6216972488794598,0.2499906609142839,0.4784241221666023,
1672,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.6861077709236534,0.2829598142502499,0.2199410147221621,,0.8346226224088018,0.9723537765909684,0.5330087994880601,
1673,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.24772065346039193,-0.47436892381143514,0.31272886094752655,,0.3962355049455404,0.21502503852928334,0.6257966457134245,
1674,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.3684658408816151,,-0.14403975470994776,0.3095532499905168,0.5169806923667636,,0.1690280300559502,0.5640478754537759
1675,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.2726953242976337,-0.2561175921020441,,0.4233360063896136,0.4212101757827822,0.4332763702386744,,0.6778306318528727
1676,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.35141691862936997,,0.11481712000270977,-0.23620548031102884,0.49993177011451845,,0.42788490476860774,0.01828914515223029
1677,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.4568195470100081,-0.4873391150305689,,0.5091192726580198,0.6053343984951566,0.20205484731014955,,0.763613898121279
1678,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.6454778947504719,,-0.30464694771813683,0.6927373926922393,0.7939927462356204,,0.008420837047761143,0.9472320181554985
1679,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.4944326718947281,-0.17457463404136708,-0.30089730860961367,,0.6429475233798766,0.5148193282993514,0.012170476156284304,
1680,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.14583851281913496,0.18047016080571437,,0.43288193883369597,0.29435336430428344,0.8698641231464328,,0.6873765642969552
1681,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,,-0.5287805790932504,-0.22701867134955067,0.2775793560984684,,0.1606133832474681,0.0860491134163473,0.5320739815617275
1682,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,,-0.3002366729878804,0.38710586215638376,0.5697623018067453,,0.38915728935283805,0.7001736469222817,0.8242569272700044
1683,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.49159938747997783,-0.6372341489757981,,0.1627836864702035,0.6401142389651263,0.05215981336492037,,0.41727831193346265
1684,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.6448972647262972,0.20483167317349243,0.1830505499144356,,0.7934121162114456,0.8942256355142109,0.49611833468033356,
1685,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.6313270229327727,0.2211580000306314,0.570729120858682,,0.7798418744179212,0.9105519623713498,0.88379690562458,
1686,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,,-0.5474486405410399,0.26892265560404416,0.31867673427296167,,0.14194532179967856,0.5819904403699421,0.5731713597362208
1687,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,,-0.25837589344862555,-0.1069421663729739,0.22183237732536937,,0.43101806889209293,0.20612561839292406,0.4763270027886285
1688,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.3330616017188837,-0.5844969947275186,0.2512235228833024,,0.4815764532040322,0.10489696761319989,0.5642913076492004,
1689,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,,-0.3601429448198942,0.3019788649015848,-0.2291056307223053,,0.3292510175208243,0.6150466496674828,0.025388994740953824
1690,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,,-0.365709255983228,0.24331436170077864,0.6046867516077016,,0.32368470635749047,0.5563821464666766,0.8591813770709607
1691,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.35099163825465196,-0.6724401653584363,-0.13107507207064809,,0.49950648973980044,0.016953796982282165,0.1819927126952499,
1692,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.32671244727751575,0.19890214748366603,0.32064222267903536,,0.47522729876266423,0.8882961098243844,0.6337100074449333,
1693,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.3558482767955177,-0.3376693750933865,,0.2555434903576683,0.5043631282806662,0.35172458724733197,,0.5100381158209275
1694,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.40076447300445867,,0.5997763703075587,0.19681663039305192,0.5492793244896071,,0.9128441550734567,0.45131125585631104
1695,3726,"""There's lilies o' th, valley here
already; I saw 'em. They'll have growed too close an' we'll have to
separate 'em, but there's plenty. Th' other ones takes two years to
bloom from seed, but I can bring you some bits o' plants from our
cottage garden. Why does tha' want 'em?"" Then Mary told him about Basil and his brothers and sisters in India
and of how she had hated them and of their calling her ""Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary."" ""They used to dance round and sing at me. They sang--

         'Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
         How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells,
         And marigolds all in a row.' I just remembered it and it made me wonder if there were really flowers
like silver bells."" She frowned a little and gave her trowel a rather spiteful dig into the
earth. ""I wasn't as contrary as they were."" But Dickon laughed. ""Eh!"" he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was
sniffing up the scent of it. ""There doesn't seem to be no need for no
one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o'
friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or
buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?"" Mary, kneeling by him holding the seeds, looked at him and stopped
frowning. ""Dickon,"" she said, ""you are as nice as Martha said you were. I like
you, and you make the fifth person. I never thought I should like five
people."" Dickon sat up on his heels as Martha did when she was polishing the
grate. He did look funny and delightful, Mary thought, with his round
blue eyes and red cheeks and happy looking turned-up nose. ""Only five folk as tha' likes?"" he said. ""Who is th' other four?"" ""Your mother and Martha,"" Mary checked them off on her fingers, ""and
the robin and Ben Weatherstaff."" Dickon laughed so that he was obliged to stifle the sound by putting
his arm over his mouth. ""I know tha' thinks I'm a queer lad,"" he said, ""but I think tha' art
th' queerest little lass I ever saw."" Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a
question she had never dreamed of asking any one before. And she tried
to ask it in Yorkshire because that was his language, and in India a
native was always pleased if you knew his speech.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,4.3,102.54632478632477,526.0,47.688564476885645,0.14851485148514848,0.6893939623407185,0.31306778476589797,0.2544946254632591,0.00013392030699582545,1.1119403089863387,0.14715654592689326,-0.6121535794625224,-0.3023294526697959,,0.29567139741204174,0.07724038287819612,0.010738332096102088,
1696,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,,-0.27376532495259337,-0.38798827222628574,0.3462443661133966,,0.017121030786626135,0.6120117277737143,0.7439828389206091
1697,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,,0.27364959463971444,-0.25382279283955195,0.5909069839995275,,0.564535950378934,0.746177207160448,0.98864545680674
1698,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,,0.1027539043413497,-0.2700678161326002,0.28060506864865137,,0.3936402600805692,0.7299321838673998,0.678343541455864
1699,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,-0.10480747658346584,0.5822455836455505,-0.44355734366343946,,0.16251925608980144,0.87313193938477,0.5564426563365605,
1700,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,0.48737453541784936,0.41888984867131734,-0.26298829751406283,,0.7547012680911167,0.7097762044105369,0.7370117024859372,
1701,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,0.3203470497983142,,-0.2914428780138983,0.5200561873461007,0.5876737824715814,,0.7085571219861018,0.9177946601533133
1702,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,0.61622844952481,0.6814062887017032,-0.27987120469279947,,0.8835551821980774,0.9722926444409227,0.7201287953072005,
1703,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,-0.13971131914649618,0.46698950448961757,,-0.1713804183773476,0.1276154135267711,0.7578758602288371,,0.22635805442986498
1704,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,0.11551784826460673,0.6012357390264773,-0.179221331990705,,0.382844580937874,0.8921220947656968,0.820778668009295,
1705,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,0.29560421837853496,0.4406798002479528,,0.13484892585149727,0.5629309510518022,0.7315661559871722,,0.5325873986587099
1706,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,0.2239741804964026,0.21186043962757234,,0.32039701208944804,0.4913009131696699,0.5027467953667919,,0.7181354848966606
1707,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,0.2793067910638293,,-0.6496925691973113,-0.12010085204419102,0.5466335237370965,,0.35030743080268867,0.27763762076302156
1708,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,,-0.27750349607201896,-0.48102568739906487,-0.17877053906893856,,0.013382859667200542,0.5189743126009352,0.21896793373827403
1709,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,,0.17517615595479308,-0.26429071903212326,0.2102075235189062,,0.4660625116940126,0.7357092809678767,0.6079459963261188
1710,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,-0.16775670202019316,0.5023269114942368,-0.640462662350394,,0.09957003065307413,0.7932132672334563,0.35953733764960605,
1711,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,,0.16413122474035474,-0.1443144200422415,0.436668054490818,,0.45501758047957425,0.8556855799577585,0.8344065272980306
1712,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,,0.43605760478798056,-0.5586135763471468,0.5178801167215654,,0.7269439605272001,0.4413864236528532,0.9156185895287781
1713,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,-0.1259352138293798,-0.12237967299317079,,-0.1543414236179449,0.14139151884388748,0.1685066827460487,,0.2433970491892677
1714,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,,0.47337733602978443,-0.1442750953595897,-0.32698840293881065,,0.764263691769004,0.8557249046404103,0.07075006986840193
1715,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,,0.6377754081668241,-0.6676004246913766,-0.10948156265396242,,0.9286617639060436,0.3323995753086234,0.28825691015325017
1716,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,0.5566199281999858,,-0.23254363397093775,0.37748819822469737,0.8239466608732531,,0.7674563660290623,0.77522667103191
1717,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,,-0.2582875655857882,-0.34943907876129937,-0.3588851503597758,,0.03259879015343131,0.6505609212387007,0.03885332244743678
1718,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,0.3959289169205212,0.5421476743924911,,0.599878970842145,0.6632556495937885,0.8330340301317106,,0.9976174436493577
1719,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,0.2824718194453818,0.5013510680279811,,0.5954068804392577,0.549798552118649,0.7922374237672006,,0.9931453532464702
1720,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,0.4799452761730262,-0.16115668830606447,,0.33648330834939644,0.7472720088462934,0.12972966743315503,,0.734221781156609
1721,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,-0.22179492190598793,0.4291754452723853,,0.2638950167848074,0.04553181076727936,0.7200618010116049,,0.66163348959202
1722,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,0.20432199948000862,0.5583598731421062,,0.237607250577828,0.4716487321532759,0.8492462288813257,,0.6353457233850406
1723,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,,0.1076154311360038,-0.2569096166883365,0.44712725950872934,,0.3985017868752233,0.7430903833116635,0.8448657323159419
1724,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,0.14696098067501692,0.20014802092345357,-0.6534208688501228,,0.4142877133482842,0.4910343766626731,0.34657913114987715,
1725,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,-0.2645815870643323,-0.2540773016317112,-0.697393559329546,,0.0027451456089349624,0.03680905410750829,0.30260644067045395,
1726,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,0.25294556828507286,0.14443931800161425,-0.15237939378573373,,0.5202723009583401,0.43532567374083375,0.8476206062142663,
1727,7224,"this actually happened a few hours ago. in fact, i just got home and have climbed into bed and am locking myself away from the rest of the world until further notice. 

today i had off of work so i decided to make the most of it. i drove about thirty minutes away from my house to the closest city (i live in the boonies) and compiled a mental list of the things i needed to get done. open a new bank account, meet my dad up for lunch, grab some groceries, etc. the first thing i actually needed to get done was stop at the bank to open a new bank account, but i got into town way earlier than anticipated so i decided to stop at the nearest goodwill to look for some clothes. 

i ended up walking all over that place. i was up and down every single aisle, looking at everything from wicker baskets to broken electronics. i spent some time in the dressing room trying on clothes, tested out fitting my tablet in a few different purses, and ended up checking out about an hour later with some books and clothes. i grabbed my bag and hurried outside into the blustery, wet, slushy parking lot (this is wisconsin, ya’ll) and hurried towards my car, thankful i had parked close. 

i opened up my purse and reached in for my keys. my keys are in reality one key, a safety rope, an expired anytime fitness fob, and a groot keychain. but they weren’t there. i shook my bag—nothing. so i set my goodwill bag on top of the car, brought my purse onto the hood, and started pulling stuff out. now would be a good time to note that my “purse” is actually a giant canvas bag that i throw absolutely everything into. my wallet, tablet, two notebooks, a calendar, and about a pound of garbage—but no keys. 

“what the heck?” i tried the handles and hatchback and of course, it’s locked. the wind was really picking up now. i pressed my face against the windows and peered into my car. if the keys were inside, they must have been wedged in between the door and the seat, tucked away from my view. it didn’t make sense, so i headed back into the goodwill and asked if anyone had turned in any keys. 

the cashier was very sweet and helpful. she said that no one had but she would keep a look out. but i *needed* to find my keys. earlier this week i locked my keys in the cars and had to call a locksmith to get them out. i was feeling extremely unimpressed in myself, but surprised i would be so quick to make the same mistake. so i retraced all my steps throughout the goodwill. if you remember, i had walked all over that place. so again, i went up and down the aisles, peered on shelves and crouched to look underneath racks, and even knocked on the door of the dressing room i had been in and demanded the poor woman inside to tell me whether or not my keys were in there. 

they weren’t.

so now i was panicking. they weren’t in the goodwill. they didn’t appear to be in my car. so i checked the time and saw i had about ten minutes to get to the subway across the street where i was meeting my dad. i decide to abandon the search temporarily and get his advice. i walked across a few parking lots and crossed over a roundabout, and slid into a booth where i promptly burst into tears. had i dropped my keys in the parking lot? would someone actually steal my keys? were they really that big of a fan of marvel’s guardian’s of the galaxy? (it was a pretty sweet groot keychain.) 

after lunch, my dad drove me back to the goodwill where my car was still parked and we called the insurance company. thankfully, even though i had just used the service last week, i was covered to get a locksmith to come out and open up my car. my keys *had* to be inside. 

twenty minutes and a very efficient locksmith later, and we were in. we tore my car to pieces. we were sliding seats forwards and back and lifting up everything—even checking the glove box. the keys were absolutely nowhere to be found.

“they have to be in the goodwill,” my dad said. 

agreed. this time though, i went bonkers in that place. i was belly crawling the aisles, my face pressed to the ground, up and down and up and down. i probably don’t have to tell you that the floors at the goodwill aren’t exactly the cleanest place in the world. i couldn’t even pay attention to the strange looks i was getting as dust bunnies clung to my knees and entangled themselves in my hair. 

eventually i enlisted the help of a store associate and she, too, was looking through the carts and scoring the parking lot. my dad was walking all over the place outside, even looking through snowbanks in case i dropped the keys walking up. i walked over to the purses and started shaking them, digging my hands into the pockets, crying like a baby. i looked like i was absolutely mad.

i was out of options. i had to call a locksmith to get my key replaced. i drove my dad back to work using his car and then drove back to the goodwill so i at least had a vehicle in the meantime. the locksmith came about thirty minutes later—again, very friendly and efficient. it was pretty amazing how quickly he was able to craft a new key for my car. what wasn’t so amazing was the price. 

one hundred and fifty dollars. i was sick to my stomach as i watched him slide my card. he handed me my new key, i thanked him, and then i drove my dad’s car back to his work, and then we turned right back around for the goodwill. this wasn’t ideal, but it would be fine. a lesson learned. i would keep this new key on me at all times.

we got to the goodwill a few minutes later (luckily this all happened within a five mile radius) and i thank my dad. i get out of the car and go to get into mine. 

and i freeze. 

two of my gloves are folded neatly next to one another on the passenger seat. and right beneath those two gloves is a little piece of blue safety rope peeking out. 

my dad rolls his window down. “what’s wrong?. i open the door and grab at the rope. surely it can’t be—but it is. right there, hidden between two gloves, are my keys. i literally just spent one hundred and fifty dollars on a new key. for nothing. i burst into tears. we *tore* the car apart. how could have we missed them? 

now, thinking about it, i don’t think we did miss them. there is no way. they were underneath the gloves so perfectly. i wouldn’t have left them in the car like that. and if i had, we would have seen them when we were searching through the car. which leads me to draw the conclusion that someone must have found them—whether in the goodwill, or the parking lot, or i don’t even know—and figured out which car they belonged to and then set them on the passenger seat, discreetly placing them underneath a pair of gloves so that passerby’s wouldn’t see keys just randomly sitting in an unlocked vehicle. they would have had to have done it in the few minutes i wasn’t in my car. i don’t know why they wouldn’t have turned them into goodwill, but now i’m wishing i would have looked through my car one last time before i got that new key made. 

because one hundred and fifty dollars was way more than i was planning on spending today.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,5.5,69.1911794871795,1577.0,51.806784660766965,0.2673267326732673,0.2908863557392195,1.0,0.3977384728072126,0.0004219599692941087,3.5035336250489846,0.23144575054018363,0.6527934177551125,-0.4437360622977745,,0.4987724832134509,0.943679773494332,0.5562639377022255,
1728,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. 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1729,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. 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1730,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,-0.3582401745495908,0.38520724067546,,0.1894307624621081,0.04770041950981513,0.8499649419351234,,0.6405946247128578
1731,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,-0.17386678209880757,0.2259986767947288,,-0.18427194946860448,0.23207381196059834,0.6907563780543922,,0.2668919127821452
1732,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,-0.3755899437106575,-0.3471893765366142,,0.5474580808478475,0.030350650348748398,0.11756832472304923,,0.9986219430985972
1733,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,0.41847586663627934,-0.23530760144087398,,0.34043890167411656,0.8244164606956852,0.22945009981878944,,0.7916027639248662
1734,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,0.5688702514471526,-0.1003807646761693,-0.11539248370487354,,0.9748108455065585,0.3643769365834941,0.6798555945620727,
1735,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,0.4928379427853976,-0.28303790384260186,-0.6943395284985564,,0.8987785368448036,0.18171979741706157,0.10090854976838981,
1736,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,0.21914807129680758,-0.3037574096187277,,0.3609586664280879,0.6250886653562135,0.1610002916409357,,0.8121225286788376
1737,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,,-0.21087443437945813,-0.2612031106956703,0.2710439425301507,,0.2538832668802053,0.534044967571276,0.7222078047809004
1738,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,0.40957602741323584,-0.3393902646493281,-0.17741429142433984,,0.8155166214726417,0.12536743661033534,0.6178337868426064,
1739,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,,0.35719880134306553,-0.4300234355523989,-0.1868591147870396,,0.8219565026027289,0.3652246427145473,0.2643047474637101
1740,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,,-0.18781763941476015,-0.46159257879546234,0.3952982719097508,,0.2769400618449033,0.3336554994714839,0.8464621341605005
1741,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,,0.5117223530263035,-0.3089108571966979,-0.3048246635136993,,0.976480054285967,0.4863372210702483,0.14633919873705037
1742,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,-0.3009682077140567,0.20844992444832267,-0.2538924254929232,,0.10497238634534922,0.6732076257079861,0.5413556527740231,
1743,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,,0.3716118357175105,-0.6650269482324629,0.4329070688740793,,0.836369536977174,0.13022113003448332,0.8840709311248289
1744,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,0.32058938716166097,-0.11721909376909956,-0.4558507839362902,,0.7265299812210668,0.34753860749056387,0.339397294330656,
1745,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,0.45423136254206864,,-0.4818496863781161,0.20412172203949341,0.8601719566014745,,0.3133983918888301,0.6552855842902431
1746,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,-0.20914651400240253,0.1329546697420977,-0.1296140861055336,,0.19679408005700338,0.5977123710017611,0.6656339921614126,
1747,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,0.5532412812362709,0.41324279504141,,-0.13119416258359945,0.9591818752956769,0.8780004963010735,,0.3199696996671502
1748,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,0.13272078755861583,0.23618586107994838,-0.49788015870954405,,0.5386613816180217,0.7009435623396119,0.29736791955740216,
1749,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,0.28100678242339483,-0.14523637426675656,,-0.1348398538269835,0.6869473764828007,0.31952132699290686,,0.3163240084237662
1750,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,,0.18951506718171363,-0.6704212070684705,-0.30975836831198106,,0.654272768441377,0.12482687119847569,0.1414054939387686
1751,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,0.4860545843642219,,0.16975639137964588,-0.39322601196220186,0.8919951784236277,,0.965004469646592,0.05793785028854781
1752,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,-0.16973208999062678,,-0.309679989718602,-0.14492959738682215,0.23620850406877913,,0.4855680885483442,0.3062342648639275
1753,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,-0.28012176679829137,0.24944382990797415,-0.32204269608213654,,0.12581882726111454,0.7142015311676375,0.4732053821848097,
1754,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,0.17787649216649637,,-0.5553343928830614,-0.2168392648893664,0.5838170862259022,,0.2399136853838848,0.23432459736138328
1755,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,-0.1290518043841138,0.33262344850116193,-0.10312967040734466,,0.2768887896752921,0.7973811497608254,0.6921184078596015,
1756,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,-0.16864390459227133,,0.2043043564754134,0.28511904947868966,0.23729668946713459,,0.9995524347423597,0.7362829117294394
1757,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,0.5860438979319388,0.26321532098186456,-0.183092463787637,,0.9919844919913448,0.7279730222415279,0.6121556144793092,
1758,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,0.1404334435398369,,-0.12016534598838102,0.4936833624590105,0.5463740375992427,,0.6750827322785652,0.9448472247097601
1759,501,"A woman who was told she may never walk again after having a stroke aged 22 defied doctors to walk down the aisle to marry the love of her life. It was thanks to the quick thinking of her husband, Iain, that Kathryn Grainger was given the treatment she needed right away to survive having a stroke at such a young age. He spotted the signs her health was in serious danger when she woke up with a headache at 4am in July 2008. Kathryn had made enough of a recovery to walk down the aisle in 2012 to tie the knot with Iain . Kathryn, now 29, from Durham, recalls: 'I woke up thinking I was having a bad headache but Iain said, ""You're having a stroke"". 'To be honest I didn't know what a stroke was until I had mine. I was very confused and didn't know what was going on.' The fashion university student was taken to hospital and put into an induced coma to undergo surgery to remove her skull and reduce the swelling on her brain. But doctors warned her devastated boyfriend, then aged 24, and her parents Leslie and Miriam, that they could not be sure if she would be permanently brain damaged - and warned them she may never walk or talk again. Kathryn and Iain, pictured in 2010, at Berlin Zoo, one year after she suffered a stroke aged just 22 . Kathryn pictured as a child with her elder brother Christopher Thompson . Kathryn said of that difficult time: 'When I first woke up from my coma, I couldn't sit up, walk, speak or move. 'I could just about write with my right hand and couldn't see properly in my left eye. 'Although I was in shock I kept thinking I'd be okay to go back to university in September. 'I had no idea how bad I was. Iain knew though because he saw me with tubes and wires coming out of my head. He can't talk about it because he gets upset.' Kathryn's parents and Iain, who she had met through friends two years before her stroke, were determined to support her and nurse her back to health. She was also determined to regain her health and independence and didn't want to give up on her degree. Kathryn and Iain pictured with her father Leslie and mother Miriam at their wedding in 2012 . Kathryn defied doctors by walking down the aisle on her big day with Iain . Kathryn said: 'I stayed in the high dependency unit for two weeks. I was fed through a tube in my nose for months and then I went on to pureed food. 'The doctors told my parents I may not be able to walk again or talk. They didn't think I would get out of my chair, but I proved them wrong. 'I had physiotherapy, occupational and speech therapy. Slowly I re-learnt how to do things. I was really frustrated, as I'd lost the use of my left arm, as a fashion student that wasn't easy but the university did everything they could to help me and I graduated.' When she left hospital, Kathryn and Iain moved in with her parents in Durham and she began to make progress with their help, and that of Different Strokes in East End Pool, Newcastle, a project using cash raised by Red Nose Day to support stroke survivors. When Iain, a senior analyst in complaints, proposed on Christmas Eve 2011 Kathryn was even more determined to be able to walk again. The happy couple on their honeymoon in Paris in 2013 . Iain and Kathryn’s first trip to Paris in 2009 - before she suffered a stroke . 'All I could think of when I came out of hospital was that I wanted to walk down the street holding his hand again and we wanted to walked down the aisle arm-in-arm,' she said. She was able to do just that when they tied the knot a year later. Speaking about their big day, Kathryn said: 'I was in a wheelchair for five months after my stroke and I thought I would never walk again. 'Walking down the aisle with my dad on my wedding day, I felt so many different emotions. It's hard to describe the feeling but all I can really say is that it was one of the happiest moments of my entire life. 'My dad gave an amazing father of the bride speech. He said: ""After Kathryn had her stroke, most young lads would have left because she was so poorly but Iain stuck by my daughter and looked after her throughout."" 'Iain has really has supported me throughout everything; marrying him was the best day of my life.' The signs and symptoms of a stroke vary from person to person but usually begin suddenly. As different parts of your brain control different parts of your body, your symptoms will depend on the part of your brain affected and the extent of the damage. The main stroke symptoms can be remembered with the word FAST: Face-Arms-Speech-Time. The couple have now moved into their own home in Durham. Despite having to deal with having a stroke at such a young age, Kathryn says she doesn't feel sorry for herself. 'I'm a pretty positive person. I haven't let it get me down. It could have been so much worse,' she said. As well as the support of Iain and her family, she said Different Strokes made a huge contribution to her recovery so now she's urging people to support Red Nose Day on 13 March to raise money for such worthwhile projects. 'I found a Different Strokes group on Facebook and decided to go along. It was the first time I had spoken to people who had had a stroke. It was really helpful and I got some good advice from a physio and took part in gentle group exercises,' Kathryn said. 'Six years on I still have some things to improve on, like my speech. I'd love to be able to raise public awareness about strokes. 'It's the leading cause of disabilities but I didn't have a clue and you have to deal with it so quickly.' Red Nose Day is back on Friday 13th March. Money raised this Red Nose Day will help to transform lives here in the UK and across Africa. Find out how you can help at www.rednoseday.com .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.9,83.74423668639052,1216.0,53.34274952919021,0.4059405940594059,0.4647577012596634,0.7952480782669462,0.45116386225074967,0.0003075959938764009,2.5539695371557567,,-0.18983985450334462,-0.5914566987141521,-0.2390388784864977,,0.2749178467563188,0.20379137955279414,0.21212498376425196
1760,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,-0.509074388373127,-0.11193843003813425,,-0.6686541850482138,0.24340085915162546,0.49082230733085846,,0.18198617879189694
1761,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,-0.6992358057487047,-0.12261518191753223,-0.42055037247459254,,0.05323944177604778,0.4801455554514605,0.2272483696637722,
1762,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,-0.4553722945852556,-0.37097065694588127,,-0.6059384207883617,0.2971029529394969,0.23179008042311144,,0.24470194305174908
1763,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,,-0.46818985550162473,-0.30809381430613203,-0.4006633558673944,,0.134570881867368,0.3397049278322327,0.4499770079727164
1764,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,-0.684681687729831,,-0.23162859113290135,-0.24802313952504473,0.06779355979492152,,0.4161701510054634,0.602617224315066
1765,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,,-0.4594653100434286,-0.5651916945894987,-0.6661762157094551,,0.1432954273255641,0.08260704754886605,0.1844641481306557
1766,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,-0.3740481236640817,-0.10424284350022717,,-0.25671796760772175,0.3784271238606708,0.49851789386876555,,0.593922396232389
1767,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,-0.5442451527212699,,0.2804783349085595,-0.48782754255119853,0.20823009480348253,,0.9282770770469242,0.36281282128891224
1768,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,-0.32718670728276406,0.3640915303459647,,-0.21444757523765556,0.4252885402419884,0.9668522677149574,,0.6361927886024552
1769,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,-0.511374085809914,-0.27100224272489015,-0.5819250116609874,,0.24110116171483853,0.33175849464410256,0.06587373047737732,
1770,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,-0.6224591344261553,0.26596692839577113,,-0.35349838568215614,0.13001611309859717,0.8687276657647638,,0.49714197815795463
1771,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,-0.5944748959764777,-0.5822975508128582,,-0.310292994175709,0.15800035154827474,0.02046318655613455,,0.5403473696644018
1772,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,-0.16856249926272082,,-0.2402125518632331,-0.21481525247030553,0.5839127482620317,,0.40758619027513165,0.6358251113698052
1773,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,-0.35422247744859536,-0.12165335915400793,,-0.5602444000957276,0.3982527700761571,0.4811073782149848,,0.29039596374438315
1774,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,,-0.17730192872034856,-0.5980981255622881,-0.202228634234296,,0.42545880864864416,0.049700616576076606,0.6484117296058147
1775,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,,0.3026093998032449,-0.13614906371119628,-0.6563646099054101,,0.9053701371722376,0.5116496784271685,0.19427575393470065
1776,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,,0.2435847382811827,-0.5140928082874945,-0.24643497755493549,,0.8463454756501754,0.13370593385087026,0.6042053862851753
1777,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,,-0.3386712990847998,-0.38996076341603797,-0.33778545388101766,,0.2640894382841929,0.2578379787223268,0.5128549099590931
1778,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,0.14383285270281848,-0.4236357758382083,0.3052078146955574,,0.896308100227571,0.17912496153078444,0.9530065568339221,
1779,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,,-0.5310697581727346,-0.5465490329329574,-0.16321217910605823,,0.07169097919625811,0.10124970920540732,0.6874281847340525
1780,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,0.1464264368127785,-0.24639378667224554,0.12345819877550329,,0.898901684337531,0.3563669506967472,0.7712569409138681,
1781,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,-0.6677609107869151,-0.1436003989743858,,-0.4414542500491696,0.08471433673783735,0.4591603383946069,,0.40918611379094116
1782,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,-0.4739607696882353,0.23380461070687736,,-0.697938738885848,0.27851447783651717,0.8365653480758701,,0.15270162495426276
1783,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,0.21730426104945016,-0.1290621482881779,0.20781559282969225,,0.9697795085742027,0.4736985890808148,0.8556143349680569,
1784,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,-0.6503565669490957,-0.46607257785982087,,-0.49175082894882993,0.10211868057565676,0.13668815950917185,,0.35888953489128084
1785,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,-0.20754107044644626,-0.10425440076684489,,-0.5628138596541982,0.5449341770783063,0.4985063366021478,,0.2878265041859126
1786,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,,-0.1678855625968571,-0.2734104492552112,-0.6173413670235092,,0.4348751747721356,0.37438829288315356,0.2332989968166016
1787,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,,-0.5443193159204642,-0.3452429956735005,-0.23893560113076973,,0.058441421448528486,0.3025557464648643,0.611704762709341
1788,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,-0.6850319123144768,-0.1467744821327398,-0.3801819628237269,,0.06744333521027568,0.4559862552362529,0.26761677931463784,
1789,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,-0.557683792424719,0.3499962172475309,,0.14755909476671641,0.19479145510003348,0.9527569546165235,,0.9981994586068272
1790,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,,-0.16761160753677812,-0.3343243317920828,-0.49867226649770907,,0.4351491298322146,0.31347441034628193,0.3519680973424017
1791,1134,"Sacrifice: Jogendra Sen was the only non-white man in his regiment . They were all young, proud, and ready to serve king and country. But among the eager group of young men who had signed up to fight in the First World War together, one face stood out from the rest. Jogendra Sen rushed to join the queue of recruits to the Leeds ‘Pals’ Battalion when it was raised in September 1914 – and became the only non-white member of the 15th West Yorkshire Regiment. Yet were it not for a chance discovery almost a century later, his life – and death – might have been lost to history. A pair of broken and bloodstained spectacles in an Indian museum have shed light on the sacrifice of a volunteer who battled prejudice and racism to serve the country he made his home. They were the same glasses that ‘Jon’, as he was called by his English comrades, had worn in a photograph taken at a training camp in Yorkshire. Cruelly, the Bengal-born student’s race had barred him from fulfilling his dream of being an officer in the British Army, even though he was highly educated and had earned a degree in electrical engineering from Leeds University. But it also won him a place in history. Because less than 20 months after that training camp photograph, Jogendra Sen was killed in action near the Somme on May 22, 1916. Academics believe that the 28-year-old private had become the first Bengali to die fighting for Britain in the war. Although many more would later serve on the Western Front in the Indian Army, at the beginning of the war, most Bengalis were banned from joining up in their own country because of racial prejudice. The catalyst that allowed the tale of Pte Sen’s spectacles to emerge publicly was Dr Santanu Das, a reader in English at King’s College London, who noticed them and some of his other belongings in a museum on a visit to Sen's home town of Chandernagore, some 22 miles north of Kolkata in West Bengal, India. One of the chaps: Private Sen, centre, and his comrades pose for a photograph at a training camp in 1914 . Poignant: Jogendra Sen's glasses and other belongings were discovered in a museum in India . A book of friendship quotes given to Private Jogendra Sen by 'Cis', believed to be Mary Cicely Newton . When the academic mentioned his discovery during a talk at Leeds University, a local researcher recalled seeing Sen’s name on its war memorial. From this, Leeds researchers painstakingly pieced together one man’s war. Sen had worked as an engineer while continuing with his studies. A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where, it transpired, Sen sang in the choir. But although Sen was deeply involved in his local community, he faced discrimination even as he offered his life for the war effort. In an interview in 1988, his fellow soldier Arthur Dalby recalled: ‘He was the best-educated man in the battalion and he spoke about seven languages, but he was never allowed to be even a lance corporal because in those days they would never let a coloured fellow be over a white man, not in England.’ Private Jogendra Sen (pictured wearing glasses) with his comrades on deck during the voyage across the Mediterranean from Egypt to Marseille, en route to the Western Front in March, 1916 . Jogendra Sen is pictured far right with members of D Company. The photo is thought to have been taken at Colsterdale Camp in North Yorkshire shortly after they signed up in 1914 . Dr Das commented: ‘I was absolutely stunned when I saw the pair of glasses. ‘It’s one of the most poignant artefacts I’ve seen – a material token of the fragility of life at the front. 'More than a million Indian soldiers and non-combatants served in different theatres of the First World War, but what is so unusual about Jogendra Sen is that he was not part of the Indian army but of the Leeds Pals Battalion. ‘I sometimes wonder what his experiences would have been as the only non-white person in the battalion at that time.’ A photograph of a woman found in his personal effects, inscribed ‘Yours with love, Cis’, was found to be of Mary Cicely Newton, who had links with the Mill Hill Chapel in Leeds where Sen sang in the choir . Private Jogendra Sen (fourth from the right in the third row back) with Number 16 Platoon (D Company) of the 16th West Yorkshire Regiment in about 1915 . It cannot have been easy – but what has become clear is that Sen won the hearts and respect of his white comrades. Shortly after his death, his commander wrote: ‘His loss is felt very much throughout the whole of the company. ‘He always showed himself to be a keen and upright soldier, and myself and the officers of this company thought a great deal of him.’ •  A BBC Inside Out film tracing Jogendra Sen’s story is broadcast tonight on BBC One (Yorkshire and Lincolnshire only) at 7.30pm and is also available on BBC iPlayer.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.4,95.29511111111111,1005.0,64.82758620689656,0.7524752475247525,0.6027607373689927,0.6477987421383647,0.8506403638401108,0.00020489687637432178,1.7012587645359938,-0.5119634726580462,-0.3280242444644536,,-0.5753281770525065,0.24051177486670627,0.2747364929045391,,0.2753121867876043
1792,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,,-0.35506312931287753,0.3576636435167585,-0.30831197991145415,,0.2172358149347513,0.47925693492137067,0.6916880200885458
1793,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,0.17389721730455293,,0.1926110123925287,-0.47269152108966694,0.8867685044332658,,0.31420430379714087,0.5273084789103331
1794,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,0.20399459971844097,-0.5644103615779172,0.49976529279061116,,0.9168658868471538,0.007888582669711597,0.6213585841952233,
1795,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,-0.5732359001052072,-0.3154817232280555,,-0.17330069926592662,0.13963538702350564,0.2568172210195733,,0.8266993007340734
1796,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,-0.3207036235284482,,0.44743894996525496,-0.31622972523858633,0.3921676636002646,,0.5690322413698671,0.6837702747614136
1797,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,-0.3099338872783521,-0.5580001195785762,,-0.5896760555674052,0.40293739985036076,0.014298824669052634,,0.4103239444325948
1798,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,-0.1646400394903137,-0.5269352231515915,0.42886311418155665,,0.5482312476383991,0.04536372109603737,0.5504564055861688,
1799,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,,-0.3038661904984004,0.280562019376476,-0.14596919920556573,,0.2684327537492284,0.4021553107810882,0.8540308007944343
1800,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,-0.37149346867149263,0.397990923100965,,-0.5161932548787121,0.3413778184572202,0.9702898673485938,,0.48380674512128785
1801,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,-0.17562039266157148,0.34038662737448205,,-0.14171344482179904,0.5372508944671414,0.912685571622111,,0.858286555178201
1802,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,-0.23234993478529242,0.26850765031070395,0.3253081042494655,,0.4805213523434204,0.8408065945583327,0.44690139565407766,
1803,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,0.21725955968407534,0.3742097504773461,,-0.6961029904004461,0.9301308468127882,0.946508694724975,,0.3038970095995539
1804,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,-0.6135866849822064,-0.11387657606225143,-0.10681385276203507,,0.09928460214650647,0.4584223681853774,0.01477943864257708,
1805,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,-0.4612088052180693,0.19917967607413495,0.11295403884499543,,0.25166248191064355,0.7714786203217638,0.23454733024960758,
1806,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,-0.2441625301474195,0.12153391659446533,,-0.5173793299422694,0.46870875698129333,0.6938328608420942,,0.48262067005773057
1807,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,-0.16279013681085808,0.3057562942343672,0.5095547790411395,,0.5500811503178548,0.878055238481996,0.6311480704457517,
1808,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,,0.23939604296326594,0.18277420920863596,-0.4482762132839729,,0.8116949872108947,0.30436750061324813,0.5517237867160272
1809,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,-0.31819902167327485,-0.3672644144119427,0.40694354003278693,,0.394672265455438,0.20503452983568615,0.528536831437399,
1810,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,-0.1588473625945438,,0.3635980334188031,-0.10981448138031291,0.554023924534169,,0.48519132482341526,0.8901855186196871
1811,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,-0.39109539149371925,,0.2764490483968701,-0.1631504674145211,0.3217758956349936,,0.3980423398014823,0.8368495325854789
1812,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,,0.10771263773687961,0.19080226210526233,-0.3754345839970438,,0.6800115819845085,0.31239555350987447,0.6245654160029561
1813,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,,0.21221059276267323,0.5959007451088916,-0.2711135847212334,,0.7845095370103021,0.7174940365135037,0.7288864152787666
1814,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,-0.12520384932192608,,0.5210545151007779,-0.4463878386951038,0.5876674378067868,,0.6426478065053901,0.5536121613048962
1815,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,-0.1871941811326313,-0.3650675761512171,0.1217671994769623,,0.5256771059960815,0.20723136809641174,0.24336049088157446,
1816,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,-0.33652115460842613,-0.3671732176966769,0.5307460633286079,,0.3763501325202867,0.20512572655095196,0.65233935473322,
1817,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,-0.5246683981371734,0.2265528305152727,,-0.2768298255764125,0.18820288899153947,0.7988517747629016,,0.7231701744235874
1818,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,-0.2533155714475652,0.38827125575026117,,-0.6910786153926881,0.4595557156811476,0.96057019999789,,0.3089213846073119
1819,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,-0.42224010529609346,,0.6531527995968951,-0.6375925274289518,0.2906311818326194,,0.7747460910015073,0.3624074725710482
1820,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,-0.3948249532780053,-0.3914195893462751,0.6047234175107576,,0.3180463338507075,0.18087935490135376,0.7263167089153698,
1821,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,0.280747840691488,,0.1581426898011547,-0.5652167341425345,0.9936191278202009,,0.27973598120576687,0.4347832658574655
1822,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,,0.33051482300358387,0.12282040744380238,-0.6805239149426341,,0.9028137672512127,0.24441369884841452,0.3194760850573659
1823,240,"Alfonso Thomas is to take over as Somerset's limited-overs captain this summer. The South Africa-born seamer, 38, will therefore share leadership duties with former England batsman Marcus Trescothick, who will stay in charge in the LV County Championship and as club captain. Somerset coach Matthew Maynard said: 'Alfonso has played a huge amount of T20 cricket in the last few seasons, both here and abroad. 'He has tasted success in the IPL, the BPL and the Big Bash. His experiences of the intricacies of the T20 game at the highest level make him the ideal captain for the shorter form of the game.' Alfonso Thomas (left) has the experience to be an ideal short form captain, says coach Matthew Maynard . Former England batsman Marcus Trecothick (right) will remain club captain in the LV County Championship . Meanwhile, Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast. Left-arm seamers are a prized commodity in the shortest format and 30-year-old Tanvir brings plenty of experience, with 170 domestic and 42 international Twenty20 appearances. His return of six for 14 for Rajasthan Royals in the 2008 Indian Premier League was the record bowling performance in T20 cricket until Somerset's Arul Suppiah bettered it with six for five three years later. Somerset have signed Pakistan international Sohail Tanvir for next season's NatWest T20 Blast .",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,10.0,92.74545454545455,252.0,70.60185185185185,0.7128712871287128,0.5722989442476288,0.12159329140461216,1.0,5.253110225874628e-05,0.43616574205437036,-0.11393791940778153,,0.16107773808727574,-0.6865800793033424,0.5989333677209313,,0.2826710294918879,0.3134199206966576
1824,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,-0.43540122268573767,,-0.6356266357250238,0.1678715440625555,0.039846302066737505,,0.052004391528645,0.49510327332742043
1825,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,0.3909725002294041,,-0.10536369719017147,-0.2521037574000409,0.8662200249818792,,0.5822673300634973,0.07512797186482406
1826,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,0.2522526251831191,-0.20304830902669158,0.11217127570396174,,0.7275001499355942,0.253397746605948,0.7998023029576304,
1827,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,,-0.26238429331429025,-0.4051207926287276,0.6329128393895683,,0.19406176231834932,0.2825102346249412,0.9601445686544332
1828,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,0.18753836303221194,-0.16382884046222201,0.27205069037323665,,0.6627858877846871,0.29261721517041756,0.9596817176269055,
1829,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,-0.3993509546123314,0.5410330546548964,,0.553774549694821,0.07589657014014378,0.997479110287536,,0.881006278959686
1830,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,-0.34281488889400535,0.32863712178926285,,0.6574935173672387,0.13243263585846982,0.7850831774219025,,0.9847252466321037
1831,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,0.1670167601214444,,-0.20452863555439843,-0.2109785641955641,0.6422642848739195,,0.48310239169927033,0.11625316506930083
1832,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,0.36358520747319456,0.42880850155927974,,0.49934543637697393,0.8388327322256697,0.8852545571919193,,0.8265771656418388
1833,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,-0.3591589363671911,0.1372164935958773,-0.372475615501201,,0.11608858838528407,0.5936625492285168,0.31515541175246775,
1834,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,-0.4396657737099472,,-0.6243275956739218,0.39794548475926694,0.035581751042527976,,0.06330343157974694,0.7251772140241319
1835,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,-0.4604817443205198,0.4090643953727441,,0.2851662515167274,0.014765780431955366,0.8655104510053837,,0.6123979807815924
1836,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,,0.3216717060162152,-0.43055014710189177,0.4524556256057888,,0.7781177616488548,0.257080880151777,0.7796873548706538
1837,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,-0.24735055928409397,0.3455324171159685,-0.6631466301841453,,0.2278969654683812,0.8019784727486081,0.024484397069523434,
1838,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,0.12365928039974794,,-0.5388037781566458,0.6203978560480976,0.598906805152223,,0.14882724909702294,0.9476295853129626
1839,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,0.5062198873916761,0.3353539022797489,,-0.11881777291608975,0.9814674121441513,0.7917999579123884,,0.2084139563487752
1840,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,0.24138476148358312,,0.27101647709062454,-0.14738140965671728,0.7166322862360583,,0.9586475043442932,0.17985031960814765
1841,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,0.5244609755878799,,0.1295129639406804,-0.32548445366041917,0.999708500340355,,0.8171439911943492,0.0017472756044457638
1842,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,0.43574959904883825,-0.2404444198081752,,0.5178524953700068,0.9109971238013135,0.21600163582446436,,0.8450842246348718
1843,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,,-0.10243847056925637,-0.29256227473213003,0.12246384300649868,,0.3540075850633832,0.3950687525215387,0.4496955722713636
1844,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,0.11015713903070995,-0.2024095295083691,-0.39903283120950134,,0.5854046637831851,0.25403652612427047,0.2885981960441674,
1845,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,0.23082708989152245,-0.27063347499461937,,0.5629991072722476,0.7060746146439976,0.1858125806380202,,0.8902308365371125
1846,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,0.13201912059948612,,-0.38614624086638166,0.43858260566828633,0.6072666453519613,,0.3014847863872871,0.7658143349331512
1847,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,,-0.29950157008225664,-0.15046460221337965,-0.12528677398323299,,0.15694448555038293,0.5371664250402891,0.20194495528163195
1848,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,,0.3029208863972621,-0.17179614528506904,0.20141568063460824,,0.7593669420299016,0.5158348819685997,0.5286474098994731
1849,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,0.14530131998312973,0.5012892977319682,,0.39907541900436017,0.6205488447356049,0.9577353533646078,,0.7263071482692252
1850,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,-0.42411846799316233,-0.3236504870925394,,0.3042717251576495,0.05112905675931284,0.13279556854010016,,0.6315034544225144
1851,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,0.3460251920341818,-0.19945335340176995,-0.4025250828706496,,0.8212727167866569,0.2569927022308696,0.28510594438301917,
1852,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,-0.27156006131623045,,-0.17926528355855675,-0.20251073443290749,0.20368746343624472,,0.508365743695112,0.12472099483195745
1853,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,,0.3211708590553837,-0.15445487041070471,-0.21945537319233405,,0.7776169146880232,0.533176156842964,0.10777635607253089
1854,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,,-0.37104099123710904,0.16566537602004044,0.39690598527747045,,0.08540506439553053,0.8532964032737091,0.7241377145423353
1855,1874,"After handing her teacher a 'sick note' to skip the day's PE lesson - Olivia McEvoy thought she had pulled off the perfect crime. But unbeknown to the 11-year-old, her mother Samantha had made no mention of her phony 'bad leg' as instructed, instead diagnosing her daughter with 'bone-idle-itus' and suggesting she be given 'a few extra laps'. The 27-year-old mother-of-two, of Cheshire, said Olivia was 'perfectly fit' to take part in the class and asked the teacher Mr Whittle to show her daughter the letter after reading it. Stitched up: The note (above) Olivia McEvoy's mother Samanatha wrote for her after she said she was 'too cold' to go to her PE lesson . Surprise: Ms McEvoy said her daughter Olivia had a 'severe case of bone-idle-itus' and suggested she did a few extra laps to warm her up . She posted a picture of the note on Facebook, which has since gone viral with more than 3,000 shares. It was accompanied with the comment: 'Well here you go Olivia here's your note for PE, it will be sealed & in an envelope ready for her to hand to the head in the morning.' The Year six pupil unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg and even giggled to friends that she had got out of PE. The joke was revealed when the headmaster - who was in on the plan - read the letter and called Olivia into his study where he told her: 'There are things in life we don't enjoy but have to do them.' Foiled: The Year 6 pupil, pictured with her father Wayne and brother Kaylan (right), unwittingly limped into class at St John's C of E Primary school in Sandbach, Cheshire, citing that she had a bad leg . Olivia then discovered her PE kit had already been dropped off at reception after her scaffolder father Wayne, 34, had secretly given it to a classmate's mother who was taking them to school that day. Ms McEvoy said: 'Unfortunately she didn't have to do the extra laps but she actually really enjoyed PE and had a good lesson. But she wasn't speaking to me at all - not for the rest of the night. 'When she got picked up by Wayne she had a face like thunder. She didn't speak to him. It was parents evening that night and all the teachers thought it was hilarious. 'It was like an episode of Absolutely Fabulous, I call her Saffy because she is so clever and sensible. When she came home she said, ""mum I do not know why you think it's so funny"" which made it all the more amusing. 'We couldn't stop giggling when we wrote the letter. We had to search the house top to bottom for an envelope to keep the plan secret.' Ms McEvoy, who also has a three-year-old son called Kaylan, said she and her husband played the prank after Olivia came downstairs no fewer than a dozen times to nag her about writing the fake letter. Harsh lesson: Olivia's mother said: 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like' She said: 'She has tried every trick in the book to get out of PE. In the run up to this she has left her kit at home, only taken one shoe to lessons, has a tummy ache, her foot hurts - the teachers know her very well.' 'She doesn't like to move at all. She'd rather sit on her i-Pad or games console. It was about 10.30 pm and she was up and down the stairs, saying ""please write me a note, I'll do anything, I'll make you a brew, I'll clean, I'll look after Kaylan"". 'I kept saying, 'you are not having a note' and sent her back to bed. In the end when she came down again I shouted, ""get me a pen and paper then"". She added: ""I said 'so what's wrong with you?"" and she told me to write she that had a bad leg. She just didn't want to move and said it was too cold.' She said that upon agreeing to say that she had a sore leg, Olivia's face lit up before she tottered off to bed none the wiser. Played th part: Olivia, pictured with her little brother Kaylan, even walked into class with a limp so that teachers would believe her made-up injury . The mother added: 'She thought she was a winner. Wayne and I were literally sat there wetting ourselves writing this letter. 'Then I realised we'd need an envelope so she couldn't read it. It was 11pm and we were running around the house looking for an envelope. It was like we were the kids.' Ms McEvoy then took to Facebook to disclose to a few of her friends what she had done, posting a picture of the note before it went viral. She added: 'Everyone was saying I was terrible and couldn't believe I was going to send her with it. I can't believe how many people have shared it but I thought it was absolutely hilarious.' 'There's no chance she'll be doing it again in a hurry. It's a lesson to her that she can't get out of things she doesn't like.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.6,83.04855072463768,1062.0,49.779735682819386,0.47524752475247517,0.45644605563263957,0.6876310272536688,0.32723172926486493,0.0002629549945690332,2.183315319906683,,-0.18203367443216228,-0.540231447658122,-0.24207365819837862,,0.2744123812004773,0.14739957959554673,0.08515807106648632
1856,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.1184556354778602,,-0.40982217143910393,-0.12299993669050213,0.8815443645221398,,0.04789970137710853,0.8021493590181396
1857,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.3706289551853037,,-0.4227091950575576,-0.3598324855122072,0.6293710448146963,,0.03501267775865485,0.5653168101964345
1858,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.46107402152920285,-0.23682133939006988,-0.4269813563049656,,0.5389259784707972,0.7631786606099301,0.030740516511246874,
1859,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.22055594830828235,,0.18230911998267074,-0.6417011908204207,0.7794440516917176,,0.6400309927988832,0.28344810488822103
1860,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.6206016663279451,,0.28231542501572343,-0.11253796344863598,0.3793983336720549,,0.7400372978319358,0.8126113322600057
1861,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.27282820716066974,,0.4281403860106299,-0.6373162085104382,0.7271717928393302,,0.8858622588268423,0.28783308719820344
1862,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.43042250746224725,-0.5277345334434581,,-0.2418987491677802,0.5695774925377528,0.4722654665565419,,0.6832505465408615
1863,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,,-0.36593876806150555,-0.12871772248794922,-0.42379766103835886,,0.6340612319384944,0.32900415032826325,0.5013516346702829
1864,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.630389567726198,-0.2962493054278141,-0.11176398513204144,,0.36961043227380197,0.7037506945721859,0.345957887684171,
1865,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,,-0.5769669439486985,0.2588857844083378,-0.1923979459615619,,0.4230330560513015,0.7166076572245503,0.7327513497470798
1866,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.41668129682909477,-0.26382767876013996,,-0.10584061616264306,0.5833187031709053,0.7361723212398601,,0.8193086795459986
1867,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,,-0.25624810619305066,-0.2596267630570879,-0.1998762210737357,,0.7437518938069494,0.1980951097591246,0.725273074634906
1868,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.4569387237717276,,-0.39257972185066403,-0.43849577867636436,0.5430612762282724,,0.06514215096554843,0.4866535170322773
1869,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.36649570738990084,-0.45690627574830106,,-0.34420690673049403,0.6335042926100991,0.5430937242516989,,0.5809423889781477
1870,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.24644925122491745,-0.3130968423878821,,-0.2610352333788856,0.7535507487750825,0.6869031576121178,,0.6641140623297561
1871,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.545861316373262,-0.594878582245576,0.2948125395347653,,0.45413868362673804,0.405121417754424,0.7525344123509778,
1872,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.4110763313820553,-0.3811649241169373,,-0.40322919093398063,0.5889236686179447,0.6188350758830627,,0.5219201047746611
1873,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.6208102011925556,,0.3825666501090646,-0.2992161635066891,0.3791897988074444,,0.840288522925277,0.6259331322019526
1874,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.3770833769893582,-0.2246985182632213,0.13808391885243104,,0.6229166230106418,0.7753014817367787,0.5958057916686434,
1875,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.6037754588999967,-0.3114486467189156,,-0.6078288678973892,0.39622454110000327,0.6885513532810844,,0.31732042781125247
1876,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.5919891729695159,-0.43983637995427893,,-0.5236463626170972,0.4080108270304841,0.5601636200457211,,0.4015029330915445
1877,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,,-0.3280202251222996,0.17076995268325307,-0.6638677813328582,,0.6719797748777003,0.6284918254994656,0.2612815143757835
1878,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.651106013614434,,0.11437700650201121,-0.11741368504651184,0.348893986385566,,0.5720988793182237,0.8077356106621298
1879,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.29288115356196115,-0.6939558028040611,,-0.4513312389787123,0.7071188464380389,0.3060441971959389,,0.4738180567299294
1880,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.6359716840037387,,0.38628716644916655,-0.5619484549479988,0.3640283159962613,,0.844009039265379,0.36320084076064285
1881,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.5464115446942016,-0.6807891680083293,-0.2203479115529797,,0.4535884553057984,0.31921083199167066,0.23737396126323276,
1882,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,,-0.11844672176819149,-0.41285773740527576,-0.3451419046605936,,0.8815532782318085,0.0448641354109367,0.5800073910480481
1883,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.1850143356957712,,-0.455351696367895,-0.5543191001042349,0.8149856643042288,,0.0023701764483174403,0.3708301956044068
1884,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.5057386145992203,-0.12040330326552251,,-0.1304976969354218,0.4942613854007797,0.8795966967344775,,0.7946515987732199
1885,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.204544925429819,-0.4890113595316573,0.4669792648607481,,0.7954550745701809,0.5109886404683427,0.9247011376769605,
1886,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,-0.4899572126350282,,0.1798111614095646,-0.587708684440642,0.5100427873649718,,0.637533034225777,0.33744061126799973
1887,2235,"Web-savvy militants fighting for the Islamic State in Syria and Iraq could control as many as 90,000 Twitter accounts worldwide, allowing them to spread their sickening propaganda with ease. The terror group is able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, terror experts have concluded. Recommendations in the report by the Washington-based Brookings Institute report include governments and social media companies working together to find new ways to tackle the problem of pro-ISIS accounts spreading horrific murder videos and images and jihadist rhetoric. Power: ISIS militants (pictured) are able to 'exert an outsized impact on how the world perceives it' because of its shrewd use of social media and sheer number of online followers, experts have concluded . The report, by Brookings academic JM Berger and technologist Jonathon Morgan, says: 'While we do not believe that any mainstream social media platform wishes to see its services used to further acts of horrific violence, we also suspect some would rather not be bothered with the challenge of crafting a broad and coherent response to the issue. 'While we can sympathise with the challenges and dilemmas such a response would entail, it is clear that social media companies do feel an obligation to respond to some social standards and illegal uses of their services. 'We are not aware of any major company that takes a hands-off approach to the use of its platform to promote child pornography or human trafficking - or, less dramatically, phishing, spam, fraud, and copyright violations. 'Extremism, while raising thornier issues, merits attention, especially when faced with a rising challenge of violent groups who manipulate platforms to reap the rewards of spreading images of their cruelty.' Showboating: ISIS terrorists use social media to boast of the organisation's victories and territorial gains . The study of ISIS-linked accounts between September and December estimated there were between 46,000 and 70,000 IS-supporting Twitter accounts, with the researchers believing that the true figure was towards the lower end of this scale but setting an absolute maximum at 90,000. It argues that the problem also applies to other social networks and extremist groups such as far-right organisations. Brookings' analysis was based on 'robust' data collected about 50,000 accounts, and partial information about a further 1.9 million. Only a small number of the accounts were able to have their locations identified, as most had this function switched off. But of those that could be located, the vast majority were in the Middle East and North Africa. Other were found in the UK, France, Spain, Italy, Switzerland, Belgium and Australia, but these numbers were in single figures, the report found. They noted that platforms including Facebook and YouTube have already introduced changes aimed at tackling extremist material. Horror: The militants also use social media to share barbaric images of atrocities they commit, such as throwing men accused of being gay off the roof of high buildings . Twitter had started suspending accounts linked to ISIS by the time the research was started, but the authors said this created a new risk, arguing: 'While suspensions appear to have created obstacles to supporters joining Isis's social network, they also isolate Isis supporters online. 'This could increase the speed and intensity of radicalisation for those who do manage to enter the network, and hinder organic social pressures that could lead to deradicalisation. 'Further study is required to evaluate the unintended consequences of suspension campaigns and their attendant trade-offs. Fundamentally, tampering with social networks is a form of social engineering, and acknowledging this fact raises many new, difficult questions. 'Social media companies and the US government must work together to devise appropriate responses to extremism on social media. 'Although discussions of this issue often frame government intervention as an infringement on free speech, in reality, social media companies currently regulate speech on their platforms without oversight or disclosures of how suspensions are applied.'",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,15.6,145.88,733.0,66.96969696969697,1.0,1.0,0.45772187281621246,0.9251492957086417,0.00019275333219071533,1.6004309171795092,,-0.13250129733047822,0.48287063313692297,-0.6024076877427273,,0.8674987026695218,0.9405925059531355,0.32274160796591433
1888,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,,0.19212272545484338,0.22984845708603252,-0.3470602822913019,,0.8648290506181484,0.7288002390566823,0.3158300073365712
1889,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,0.5062285275691649,0.24493158540484766,0.44197488245004446,,0.7636542701434224,0.9176379105681527,0.9409266644206944,
1890,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,,0.25756476139187506,-0.4249074252818273,0.11446042335465784,,0.9302710865551802,0.07404435668882259,0.777350712982531
1891,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,-0.1510094595361255,-0.3611968414291513,-0.16970718473462804,,0.10641628303813194,0.31150948373415377,0.32924459723602184,
1892,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,0.6414369277376812,,0.41609505260265456,0.24417316915251536,0.8988626703119387,,0.9150468345733045,0.9070634587803885
1893,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,0.18265068819700123,-0.1092789092598847,,0.1441285601752777,0.4400764307712587,0.5634274159034204,,0.8070188498031508
1894,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,0.36758079452239967,,-0.1787639790605262,-0.11097930383715027,0.6250065370966571,,0.32018780291012366,0.5519109857907228
1895,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,0.6288757910668257,-0.5681251119094853,0.15813939376467584,,0.8863015336410831,0.10458121325381975,0.6570911757353257,
1896,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,0.5495542288660655,-0.6165164804677202,,-0.5229334786750492,0.806979971440323,0.056189844695584856,,0.13995681095282386
1897,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,0.3942919258202677,0.19584774459084858,0.3051127477266937,,0.6517176683945252,0.8685540697541536,0.8040645296973437,
1898,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,0.3348036275475074,0.2398901483164721,,0.2711240852117834,0.5922293701217649,0.9125964734797771,,0.9340143748396565
1899,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,0.3565244358829698,-0.2679338747473027,,-0.2270609664037091,0.6139501784572272,0.4047724504160024,,0.435829323224164
1900,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,,0.2230458358443313,0.2417617289959848,0.3320180691664805,,0.8957521610076364,0.7407135109666347,0.9949083587943537
1901,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,-0.1876687799408414,-0.4801681252870756,,-0.3466870098127389,0.06975696263341602,0.1925381998762295,,0.3162032798151342
1902,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,0.29576414587737787,,0.11850679798931191,-0.5081096100963786,0.5531898884516353,,0.6174585799599618,0.15478067953149455
1903,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,0.6182208299885965,-0.6478570000248783,,-0.6224741082900054,0.8756465725628539,0.024849325138426748,,0.04041618133786773
1904,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,0.4469057068505921,,0.26601860680140255,-0.6357132325615124,0.7043314494248496,,0.7649703887720525,0.027177057066360755
1905,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,,-0.29995116441931724,-0.42418865183554755,0.10256526638024205,,0.37275516074398785,0.07476313013510233,0.7654555560081151
1906,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,,-0.5199472380629507,-0.48641388285966924,-0.3284916818474434,,0.15275908710035435,0.012537899110980633,0.33439860778042974
1907,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,,-0.5973705665655153,-0.2850881432805084,-0.1585236518339337,,0.07533575859778974,0.21386363869014147,0.5043666377939394
1908,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,,-0.6175164785563606,0.4757932387433259,0.24684466100779984,,0.05518984660694448,0.9747450207139758,0.9097349506356729
1909,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,0.1389183145208377,-0.574835464393592,,-0.2939768673233132,0.3963440570950951,0.09787086076971308,,0.3689134223045599
1910,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,0.17826012678232514,-0.28041989703115516,0.31924353366647984,,0.4356858693565826,0.3922864281321499,0.8181953156371298,
1911,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,0.5238953590441782,0.12685110518378734,0.13252678190205391,,0.7813211016184356,0.7995574303470925,0.6314785638727038,
1912,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,-0.15733694623767988,-0.19632311983076656,-0.13947733996919265,,0.10008879633657755,0.47638320533253853,0.35947444200145723,
1913,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,0.13387051437741282,,-0.4124311771517173,-0.46161111381601294,0.39129625695167025,,0.08652060481893259,0.20127917581186017
1914,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,,0.10382796880480655,-0.4601114402035594,-0.14193644310718456,,0.7765342939681117,0.0388403417670905,0.5209538465206885
1915,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,0.11027582276414877,,-0.2583068531023026,-0.48331199408499087,0.3677015653384062,,0.24064492886834726,0.17957829554288224
1916,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,0.3606977896212725,-0.38680520240493516,,0.3079493898848074,0.61812353219553,0.28590112275836993,,0.9708396795126806
1917,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,0.27865562463067645,0.16336364336490267,,-0.22464102184803098,0.5360813672049338,0.8360699685282078,,0.43824926777984213
1918,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,0.5055681849651872,,-0.4500143778378949,-0.5381551409027083,0.7629939275394446,,0.04893740413275499,0.12473514872516478
1919,1570,"(CNN)New Zealand are on course for a first ever World Cup title after a thrilling semifinal victory over South Africa, secured off the penultimate ball of the match. Chasing an adjusted target of 298 in just 43 overs after a rain interrupted the match at Eden Park, Grant Elliott hit a six right at the death to confirm victory and send the Auckland crowd into raptures. It is the first time New Zealand has ever reached a World Cup final, and it will play either Australia or India on Sunday. Te pair face each other in Sydney on Thursday. Not the first time in the sport, rain played a part. South Africa were motoring with the bat before a two-hour delay for poor weather. Though its total was escalated by the Duckworth/Lewis method -- used to calculate a revised target in the event of a rain delay -- New Zealand held firm thanks to Elliott. His 84 not out underpinned its innings and it was fitting that he delivered the final blow, smashing Dale Steyn for six off the second last ball to spark jubilant scenes at Eden Park. ""I don't think this win is for myself or the team, but everyone here,"" Elliott said at the post-match presentation. ""The supporters have been amazing. ""I think we timed the pace of the innings to perfection. I wasn't as calm as I looked. When you have 45,000 fans screaming at you every ball... ""It has been an absolute pleasure playing in front of this crowd. We have had a good run. It is the first final we have been in as New Zealand. ""We are a very level team, we will approach it as any other game. Nothing going in my mind when I hit the six. I don't even know where the ball went."" South Africa, who themselves have never reached the final, have been accused of choking in past installments of the one-day competition. But that indictment cannot be leveled at it after one of the most dramatic matches in World Cup history. It had recovered from 114-3 in the 27th over to 216-3 after 38 overs thanks to some fierce hitting from captain AB de Villiers and Faf du Plessis, before the rain came. With the game stopped for two hours, it finally reached 281 off its reduced 43 overs, du Plessis top scoring with 82. New Zealand's target was upgraded via Duckworth/Lewis, a calculation that takes into account how many overs were left and how many wickets had been lost, to 298. Kiwi skipper Brendan McCullum got it off to a fast start with a 22-ball half-century but after he was dismissed it wobbled, and needed 139 from 22 overs. But Elliott was the steadying hand, judging his innings perfectly. And though he was dropped in the penultimate over, he struck the telling blow off Steyn to seal victory and inflict a fourth semifinal defeat on South Africa. ""It was a great advertisement for cricket,"" McCullum said at the post-match presentation. ""Everybody involved will remember this for the rest of their lives. ""What a great innings from Grant. He came out of wilderness not long ago. The greatest time of our lives. We have enjoyed the experience. ""I hope the crowds are all dreaming the way we are. Gee it would be nice to win it. We don't mind whom we face in the final. ""They are both quality sides, but we know if we play the way we want to we are a good chance."" Should Australia beat India at the Sydney Cricket Ground, then the joint hosts of the World Cup will meet in the final in Melbourne. ""It was an amazing game of cricket,"" AB de Villiers said. ""Probably the most electric crowd I have ever heard in my life. I guess the best team has come out on top. We gave it our best. No regrets. ""We left it all out there. It is hurting. It is going to take a while to recover. The bigger picture is for the people back home. We play for them. I hope they can still be proud of us.""",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,5.4,101.14956709956711,792.0,59.42982456140351,0.25742574257425743,0.6727063251633051,0.4989517819706499,0.6628902896278731,0.00015729904854649523,1.30605400008155,0.2772413729584165,,-0.19424368428363514,-0.31091127599396906,0.5346671155326739,,0.30470809768701473,0.35197901363390405
1920,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.36692990034840955,0.5379906910957943,-0.6368548611534085,,0.49564277163553827,0.7406579495994388,0.26950432822464876,
1921,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,,0.5184735092306738,-0.2593189684748063,0.33928796944715217,,0.7211407677343182,0.647040220903251,0.5206375241374386
1922,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.2041971457387837,,-0.12521076783454022,0.4196421562508793,0.3329100170259124,,0.781148421543517,0.6009917109411658
1923,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,-0.12176738890087742,-0.16071036067137912,,-0.13232893486090638,0.00694548238625127,0.041956897832265305,,0.04902061982938008
1924,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,,0.2453913370318541,-0.11840967803839797,0.23577961939646017,,0.44805859553549854,0.7879495113396593,0.41712917408674666
1925,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.3289865575304919,,-0.6855328964041613,0.6303412590695707,0.4576994288176206,,0.220826292973896,0.8116908137598572
1926,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.39786763974956874,0.32534548105782946,-0.1835640026760217,,0.5265805110366975,0.5280127395614739,0.7227951867020356,
1927,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.33750002187697037,0.11850144193673959,,0.2934117537338725,0.4662128931640991,0.32116870044038404,,0.474761308424159
1928,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.6594766510791796,0.6647956563202699,,0.6703980649891785,0.7881895223663083,0.8674629148239144,,0.851747619679465
1929,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,,0.4514332263796117,-0.6791499509595723,0.6242913496279314,,0.6541004848832561,0.22720923841848495,0.8056409043182179
1930,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.47466762785543487,0.44953739449039687,,0.365012566560897,0.6033804991425635,0.6522046529940413,,0.5463621212511834
1931,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.32938422438635606,,-0.254547692877161,0.6652345920454674,0.4580970956734848,,0.6518114965008963,0.8465841467357539
1932,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.6623538636160278,0.2659808194021128,,0.193065679582474,0.7910667349031565,0.46864807790575724,,0.37441523427276047
1933,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.4866449600029608,0.2534844482282311,,0.10146900200598499,0.6153578312900895,0.4561517067318755,,0.28281855669627143
1934,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,,0.14099684384464017,-0.6494246869375518,0.4411087050951812,,0.3436641023482846,0.2569345024405054,0.6224582597854676
1935,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.1639297093273555,,-0.6914630657625004,0.5515271285012298,0.2926425806144842,,0.21489612361555688,0.7328766831915162
1936,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.5819881140533767,,-0.2562853394396653,0.3140462219111259,0.7107009853405054,,0.650073849938392,0.4953957766014124
1937,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,,0.4339593605279545,-0.592909555391749,0.5343527543364868,,0.6366266190315989,0.3134496339863082,0.7157023090267732
1938,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.10122343515574293,0.6712826446828561,-0.6568748477748253,,0.2299363064428716,0.8739499031865006,0.24948434160323196,
1939,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.6385082913145645,,-0.40089132340656575,0.2571275345812943,0.7672211626016933,,0.5054678659714915,0.43847708927158074
1940,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.43614944635026953,0.15575426534470216,,0.4451296412325187,0.5648623176373982,0.3584215238483466,,0.6264791959228051
1941,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.33336561096862427,,-0.5736765118972942,0.24945165397829364,0.462078482255753,,0.3326826774807631,0.43080120866858007
1942,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.4244234477688391,0.4140936714252715,-0.47661111533544087,,0.5531363190559678,0.6167609299289158,0.4297480740426164,
1943,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.24336623735174095,0.12008825582164305,,0.1545390301209516,0.3720791086388696,0.3227555143252875,,0.33588858481123807
1944,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.4697750326297177,,-0.47044670579744796,0.24065458429878442,0.5984879039168464,,0.4359124835806093,0.42200413898907085
1945,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.22067823477583962,,-0.14865834139258705,0.4858539140233365,0.3493911060629683,,0.7577008479854702,0.667203468713623
1946,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.5393102410025596,0.5836227475079312,-0.4890190159972907,,0.6680231122896884,0.7862900060115756,0.41734017338076657,
1947,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,,0.12990658312915848,-0.3585738100026002,0.5225154133601895,,0.3325738416328029,0.547785379375457,0.7038649680504759
1948,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.5639706157068081,,-0.3925400604584109,0.4417447371363894,0.6926834869939368,,0.5138191289196463,0.6230942918266759
1949,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.5865052062177176,0.5323356274613984,,-0.17584106393674853,0.7152180775048463,0.7350028859650428,,0.005508490753537931
1950,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,0.3463423712357321,0.17724681879324308,,0.6397110082497952,0.4750552425228608,0.37991407729688753,,0.8210605629400817
1951,6038,"so this really highlights the disparity between me and my father. we never really shared any of the same interests, and it's really uncommon we find something we both  enjoy. he likes planes and architecture, i like software engineering. he likes simple action movies like mission: impossible and anything remotely like tom clancy, and i like game of thrones and rick and morty. he likes bowling and golf, i like video games.

so he also works a hard job, long hours, and doesn't get much time to spend with me, but this weekend is different. he's just finished up a few emails when he comes into my room. i'm watching the overwatch world cup, and he sits on my bed quietly for a while, maybe a minute. eventually he speaks up.

""so trumpsinnerthoughts, what do you want to do today? i've got some time, and we can do something together... if you want.. my heart drops. usually whenever he suggests this, there is a movie that's come out (we both agree that the mcu is great). but doctor strange hasn't come out yet, so i can't fall back on that. i sit there for a while, thinking. i don't particularly enjoy golfing or bowling, and don't want to leave the house anyway because i don't want to miss united states play in the ow world cup. but it’s looking like i've got to take one for the team, how can i say no to hanging out with my dad? 

""we can do that, if you want."" my dad says, unexpectedly. i look around to where he's pointing. he's pointing at the tournament, currently following one of the players. i was about to compromise, and go bowling with him, but it looked like he actually wanted to play video games with me! i had tried introducing him to minecraft a few years back, but he hadn't quite gotten it and never really wanted to play it again, so i let it go. but if he was willing to try video games again, i wasn't going to say no!

""okay, i'll find us a game"" i respond. i close the stream, and scroll through my steam library.

braid? no, too abstrac. tales from the borderlands? no, too much cursing (my dad hates swearing because my mom hates swearing, and i get the feeling my dad would be more passive if it weren't for her, but that's beside the point. portal 2? perfect! it's got witty quips, just like his favorite movies, and just enough action while being slow. i load up the game.

""keyboard and mouse or controller?"" i think. i have an xbox 360 usb controller, which is more simple. he's less likely to forget where the buttons are. but he is already used to a keyboard and mouse for work. i want this to go as smoothly as possible; if he can at least understand my love of video games, maybe we'll bond more? i turn around to ask him which he prefers.

""oh, you're supposed to play with a controller, aren't you?"" he says as he takes it from me. i help him navigate to the start new game button in the menu.

the tutorial goes as well as i could have hoped. he has a bit of trouble learning the movement, and can't really track wheatley as he moves across the ceiling, but he laughs at all the right moments and manages to slowly progress through the first few levels. he has trouble with some of the levels; whenever he pushes a button i have to point out what changed in the level. at one point, he was holding a cube, walking around looking for a button, and walked right over it. i didn’t want him to feel silly, so i let him walk out of the area and try again. eventually it became clear he wasn't going to get it, so i help him solve it and we proceed through the next few levels.


we finally make it to the first portal gun. for me, this was one of the best parts of the series. as he's walking up the steps to grab it, i'm explaining to him the importance of it. “it opens up a whole range of opportunities. you can do so much more once you can shoot the portals.” suddenly, he falls off the steps. he tries to go up again. and fails. and tries again and falls off again. 


“well that was fun, what do you want to play next?. he has completely given up on it. he can’t go up the stairs. he can't solve any of the puzzles. i need to find him a game that involves nothing more complicated than walking.


luckily, i have just the game.


the first time we go through the stanley parable, he decides to follow the narrator. he does everything he is told to, and we end with a nice happy field with trees and a cobble path. then, as you do, we restarted the game and began to play again. i told my dad that at any point, he could rebel. he could completely ignore the narrator, and mess with his plan. so we go through, and he takes the right door through the employee lounge, and we listen and chuckle as the narrator chastising us for detouring from his perfect story. after the narrator finishes, my dad turns to me and says “you know, i kind of already know the ending, so i don’t really see the point of playing if i know what i’m getting, you know?. at this point i’m like, fuck it, let's just play some lego. so i boot up lego marvel super heroes and take the controller. my dad needs the seat next to my desk, and that’s where my keyboard is, so i take the controller and he takes the keyboard.


i load in as hulk, and he’s playing iron man. we start playing, and he needs to fly to a specific part of the level as iron man. i tell him he needs to use wasd to move, and  double tap j to fly. i show him how to position his fingers (he first tries to put his thumb on d), and iron man hops into the air. he flies around a bit to get used to the controls, and flies into a corner. he keeps looking back and forth between the screen and the keyboard, pressing each key individually and in short bursts to try to free himself. after about a minute of this he gets up and leaves to go “finish some work stuff”, and i shut down the game.


 

edit: thanks for all the suggestions guys. i'm going to have a look through some of these 2d sidescrolling games and see if i can find something to play with him.",Dataset: ctr4si/reddit_tifu/short/train,4.1,61.80722807017544,1375.0,45.58566433566433,0.1287128712871287,0.20266725850364442,0.9063591893780573,0.18134955469028646,0.0003510469242426296,2.914742611986554,,0.12423178380092195,-0.6769399643191818,0.20605867075240517,,0.32689904230456635,0.22941922505887546,0.3874082254426916
1952,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. This article does not constitute financial advice.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,95.20689655172414,1626.0,60.34727143869596,0.396039603960396,0.6017068018333076,1.0,0.6948017986218405,0.0004752449892847186,3.9459591460310186,0.4718499304927206,-0.3665947352738542,,-0.6528080514594167,0.8678895344531166,0.23511206655945338,,0.04199374716242388
1953,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. This article does not constitute financial advice.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,6.8,95.20689655172414,1626.0,60.34727143869596,0.396039603960396,0.6017068018333076,1.0,0.6948017986218405,0.0004752449892847186,3.9459591460310186,,0.3437537766159882,-0.5284477350162208,-0.3530756540610055,,0.9454605784492958,0.4715522649837792,0.34172614456083505
1954,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1955,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1956,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1957,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1958,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1959,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1960,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1961,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1962,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1963,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1964,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1965,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1966,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1967,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1968,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1969,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1970,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1971,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1972,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1973,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1974,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1975,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1976,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1977,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1978,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1979,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1980,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1981,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1982,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1983,2057,"Spring officially starts this week and households up and down the country will no doubt been thinking about giving their homes a good dusting, de-cluttering and getting rid of any lingering winter blues. But this year, why not go a step further and give your finances a spring clean? It really could slash hundreds of pounds off your annual household expenditure and help you save more for the luxury items such as holidays and clothes. Here, Kalpana Fitzpatrick, financial journalist and founder of blog MummyMoneyMatters.com, reveals her top tips to help you cut the cost of living and become savvy savers. Scroll down for video . There are several things mums can do to spend less and save more this Spring, says Kalpana . 1) Go second hand for children’s goods . Ever wondered where the smart mums shop for their children's clothes and toys? Well, the savviest are heading for table-top sales boasting excellent-quality goods for bargain prices. Parenting charity NCT holds regular nearly-new sales offering clothes at knock-down prices - such as baby grows from as little as 50p for not one, but five. Toys - often in very good condition - cost as little as £2 and children's DVD are on offer from just £1. And it's not just baby bargains savvy shoppers will find - there is a great selection for children too. There's little point buying all-new clothes for little ones as they grow out of them so quickly. The NCT has strict quality guidelines for sellers, plus buyers can inspect the items before purchasing. For those who are good at haggling, you'll walk away with more bang for your buck. Check the NCT for details of locations and dates of these sales. They are held nationwide and throughout the year. 2) De-clutter and sell unwanted goods . Now is the time to go through your cupboards and get rid of anything you no longer need or use. To make a few extra pennies that could go towards pocket money for the kids, or spending money for your family holiday, why not consider selling these items? At NCT sales, table hire is around £20, but, if you have plenty of decent things on offer, you could walk away with hundreds of pounds. You can sell furniture - so for mothers with items like cots and even wardrobes, it's the perfect marketplace. Don’t worry about having to fit everything into your car. Instead, take pictures of any bulky goods to place on a noticeboard on the day. You’ll be surprised at just how popular these are. For non-child-related goods, try a boot sale. They start up in spring and run until October, with an entrance fee to pay. Just be prepared to get up early to bag a space! Check out CarBootSales for locations and dates. Car-boots sales are a great way to have a clear-out of unwanted goods and also pick up a little extra cash . 3) Buy school uniforms from the supermarket . School uniforms are expensive – but there are ways to cut costs. The first tip is to avoid buying items such as plain shirts, dresses and bottoms from uniform shops where the prices are significantly higher. For example, a plain polo shirt from a niche shop may set you back about £5 each, but a pack of two from the supermarket costs as little as £2.50 – that’s just £1.25 each. You could put the savings towards other expenses, such as school trips. Some school uniform items do have to be purchased via a uniform shop because a certain logo or style must be adhered to. If this is the case, and if you're looking to save some pennies, see if you can get them second-hand. Many schools will sell once-worn clothes, but you may have to ask. You could also ask other parents if they are willing to sell anything that their child has outgrown. 4) Use cashback sites . These aren't anything new, but if you're not already using a cashback site, it's the perfect way to easily save some money and earn rewards. They work by giving shoppers a percentage of their purchase total every time you shop online via a specific cashback site. Simply register for free, then click through to your chosen retailer, such as Mothercare or Argos, and then shop as normal. The purchase is tracked and the cashback site will give you back some money; rates can vary from as little as 1 per cent to as much as 10 per cent. Some stores also offer you a cash lump sum. And it's not just limited to retailers, you can also earn cashback for utilities (broadband, TV, phone), insurance and even days out. New Sky customers, for example, could get £151.50 cashback for TV and broadband packages via Topcashback, £30 cashback for using Uswitch via Quidco and 2 per cent back on Amazon purchases using Kidstart. You really could end up with hundreds of pounds back into your pocket - but only ever use reputable cashback sites. 5) Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out . If you’re collecting Tesco Clubcard points, then use your vouchers to pay for days out using Clubcard Boost. It’s tempting to stick them in your purse and pay for everyday groceries when you go shopping, but they are worth a lot more if you use Clubcard Boost – you could exchange them for up to four times the face value. Use Tesco Clubcard vouchers to pay for days out instead - these can be exchanged for cinema tickets . A £4.50 voucher is worth just £4.50 if you use it to pay for groceries, but if you boost it online, that will get you a day pass to a Sealife Centre where a child ticket otherwise costs around £20 – that’s a saving of more than 75 per cent. You could also use your vouchers to exchange them for cinema tickets or eating out. Take a look at Tesco to see the deals. 6) Plan your meals . For a family, food is a huge weekly cost. But it is also an area where you can easily save some money. As well as shopping smart and buying own-brand products where possible, the next thing to do is to plan your meals. Devise three or four and rotate them every week to ensure there is variety. But, this way, you won't get tempted by expensive treats while wandering around the supermarket - and it will ensure all food is used; rather than wasted or thrown away. Always go shopping with a list - and stick to it. Better still, do your shop online – that way you can avoid all those 'buy one get one free' or 'half price' deals, not to mention it will probably reduce stress and give you more quality time with your children. 7) There’s still time to make use of childcare vouchers . Childcare costs are rising faster than the rate of inflation. Recent research from the Family & Childcare Trust showed a 33 per cent increase in the past five years, and a report last week from single parent charity, Gingerbread, found half of single parents have had to borrow money from friends, family or banks to pay for childcare in the last two years. With costs so high, it’s important to make use of all the financial help you can get. If you are working and are not making use of childcare vouchers, then you should – you could save as much £933 a year, per parent, towards the costs of childminders, nurseries, play groups and after school care or clubs. Childcare vouchers are essentially salary sacrifice schemes and you make savings through tax. It is offered by employers, so talk to your HR department about it. The system is, however, changing in Autumn 2015, with a new tax-free childcare scheme being introduced, after which you will not be able to apply for childcare vouchers, but existing users will be able to continue using them if they want. Some parents will be better-off with the existing childcare voucher scheme, as the new system will not help you if you have children over the age of 12 for instance – so, it is a good idea to apply for childcare vouchers now and then choose what is better for you in the Autumn when the new scheme kicks in. Some parents may also be able to get tax credits, but childcare vouchers can affect the amount of tax credits you get, so check the Gov.uk calculator to find out whether you would be better-off. 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1984,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,,-0.13158319310739552,0.26061275445872295,-0.29849983793915924,,0.5778698730319751,0.8406267306991142,0.39479097099067906
1985,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,,-0.3537951773972176,0.29396845432086066,-0.21597768461485028,,0.35565788874215304,0.873982430561252,0.477313124314988
1986,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,0.36372511744905545,-0.5535369331448488,,-0.3700263853351907,0.7795667016074712,0.1559161329945219,,0.3232644235946476
1987,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,0.3070668340157674,,-0.4781585664361582,0.13233660697809696,0.7229084181741832,,0.10185540980423308,0.8256274159079353
1988,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,0.558533972257788,-0.4469812203952166,,-0.40459752734572824,0.9743755564162038,0.26247184574415405,,0.28869328158411006
1989,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,-0.4018670799352137,,0.22196363580259942,0.25637990955535866,0.013974504223202122,,0.8019776120429907,0.9496707184851969
1990,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,-0.3458823166633065,,-0.37690929934116574,-0.5820435082946946,0.06995926749510933,,0.20310467689922557,0.11124730063514365
1991,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,-0.2406574002451698,-0.24325117849177547,-0.5279063750852224,,0.17518418391324603,0.4662018876475952,0.05210760115516888,
1992,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,-0.3076593033942847,-0.4844359922953885,,0.2130895909348795,0.10818228076413111,0.22501707384398217,,0.9063803998647177
1993,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,0.35056748053861586,0.1865604289596176,,-0.4425601170469022,0.7664090646970316,0.8960134950989882,,0.2507306918829361
1994,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,-0.11137182824020214,,0.19974944387845522,-0.41347284341377566,0.3044697559182137,,0.7797634201188466,0.27981796551606264
1995,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,,-0.2271414147551949,-0.23101404687253813,0.2913838856492806,,0.48231165138417575,0.3489999293678532,0.9846746945791189
1996,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,-0.13083914983937472,-0.2146865242327453,,0.2991851752386871,0.2850024343190411,0.49476654190662533,,0.9924759841685253
1997,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,0.1402472436176867,-0.1986914128965619,-0.47863663947824964,,0.5560888277761025,0.5107616532428088,0.10137733676214167,
1998,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,,-0.34535016848625955,0.32649247362157513,0.28315120297824287,,0.3641028976531111,0.9065064498619664,0.9764420119080812
1999,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,0.12381609731386978,,-0.5373347806005027,0.18476841490237178,0.5396576814722855,,0.042679195639888645,0.87805922383221
2000,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,,-0.3136548370192426,0.3319569878694069,0.18297896907529282,,0.395798229120128,0.9119709641097982,0.8762697780051312
2001,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,-0.1782855073955582,0.1257087138489576,-0.5004212293104933,,0.23755607676285762,0.8351617799883282,0.07959274692989804,
2002,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,,-0.6305375414921692,0.16645016253891703,-0.22887538758874215,,0.07891552464720142,0.7464641387793083,0.46441542134109615
2003,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,0.25979849675762007,-0.4700584079125798,,0.1167372807133778,0.6756400809160359,0.23939465822679085,,0.8100280896432162
2004,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,-0.2103907993446245,-0.3472087451339445,,-0.6295978078678881,0.2054507848137913,0.36224432100542614,,0.0636930010619502
2005,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,0.25979712193091,-0.23407031571313114,0.16736899247002918,,0.6756387060893259,0.4753827504262395,0.7473829687104205,
2006,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,0.14334223509265598,,0.26652062151062933,-0.5888022009009323,0.5591838192510719,,0.8465345977510206,0.10448860802890603
2007,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,0.5545215787018482,-0.1981322233867614,,-0.35230564231802686,0.970363162860264,0.5113208427526093,,0.34098516661181144
2008,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,,0.21206602744264663,-0.5009155531393491,-0.5996050237256161,,0.9215190935820172,0.0790984231010422,0.09368578520422222
2009,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,-0.17636416297067395,,0.1264409116516944,-0.24993585163751975,0.23947742118774187,,0.7064548878920858,0.44335495729231855
2010,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,0.3484434849259207,,0.22644482489624812,-0.3787062505515362,0.7642850690843366,,0.8064588011366394,0.31458455837830207
2011,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,0.4452489637267558,-0.488690692428394,-0.3579766488019719,,0.8610905478851716,0.22076237371097662,0.22203732743841942,
2012,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,,-0.1876340065142409,-0.2885813725015281,-0.5088502896735448,,0.5218190596251298,0.2914326037388632,0.18444051925629346
2013,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,0.16000526614790506,-0.2565375592933393,-0.46593393317663895,,0.5758468503063209,0.4529155068460313,0.11408004306375236,
2014,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,-0.16043621996009833,-0.3897483657293763,-0.3565594729897663,,0.2554053641983175,0.3197047004099943,0.223454503250625,
2015,1641,"The SFA’s new performance director, Brian McClair is being paid generously for his expertise. But many would have paid a penny for his thoughts on Tuesday night. The moment he read the quotes of his colleague Ricky Sbragia on young Jack Harper. To the uninitiated, Harper is Scottish football’s new wonderkid. Islam Feruz without the attitude. Mark Wotte – McClair’s predecessor – dubbed the Real Madrid youth player Scotland’s answer to Robin van Persie. Real Madrid youngster Jack Harper in action against Ludogorets in the UEFA Youth League match . Scotland Under-19s manager Ricky Sbragia has left Harper out of his squad for the upcoming games . He did so because, by all accounts, Harper does not fit the typical Scottish mould. He is not quite a No 9, not entirely a No 10. He is a creative type who scores goals under the watchful eye of Real coach Zinedine Zidane. So far this season he has scored three goals for Real in the UEFA Youth League and is midway through a five-year deal signed in 2012. Born in Fuengirola, near Malaga, the 18-year-old is Spanish. And Spain’s Under-19 coach Luis de la Fuente has used his birth certificate to try to recruit him. Marvellously, however, Harper does not want to play for Spain. His parents are from Barrhead. He wants to play for Scotland. Incredibly, Scotland seems less keen on him. Sbragia’s Under-19 squad are currently preparing for UEFA European Championships elite round with games against Austria, Italy and Croatia this week. And Harper, dubbed a ‘luxury’ player, is nowhere to be found. In a throwback to the old school thinking which preceded the SFA’s high-profile 2020 performance strategy, Sbragia explains his absence by saying: ‘Our concentration is on the opening game with Austria and we’ve deliberately got more height in our squad. That’s one of the reasons why Jack isn’t in. Highly rated forward Harper has already been linked with moves to Manchester United and Liverpool . ‘The last time he was with us, he did okay, but I wanted a little more impact. At Real Madrid, he can float all over the place. But with us, he has to be more disciplined. ‘It’s purely tactical and there certainly hasn’t been a lack of enthusiasm from Jack about playing for Scotland.’ There might be now, of course. Most of all when Harper learns that young Oliver McBurnie, an 18-year-old striker who plays for Bradford City is in the squad. Currently McBurnie, six foot two in his stocking soles, is on loan at Chester City – a non-league club in the English Conference Premier. Within the SFA, there is a recognition of how damaging and old-fashioned all this looks. Regarded as a progressive, forward thinking and intelligent coach within the corridors of Hampden, Sbragia’s quotes on Harper hint at something else. For McClair, a cerebral former Manchester United colleague of Sbragia’s, the Harper conundrum represents an early test of his diplomatic skills. Scotland boss Gordon Strachan – no giant himself – washed his hands of the matter on Tuesday, saying: ‘I’m not involved in that at all. I let the other guys get on with it. I’ve no idea if it’s physical or whatever.’ Harper is currently midway through a five-year deal with Real Madrid and is tipped to have a big future . Pointing out that most of the country has never seen Harper play, Strachan added: ‘I’ve seen a few people at Chelsea who never get a game anywhere. They go on loan somewhere and disappear into no man’s land.’ That was the fate of Feruz – the ‘wonderkid’ who turned his back on Scotland and was last heard of having a loan deal at Blackpool cancelled. Before leaving his post last October, Wotte urged Scottish youth football to rid itself of the ‘win at all costs’ mentality and develop skills. An appeal which fell on deaf ears with at least one SFA colleague. ‘We have to match these teams physically,’ said Sbragia of the challenge facing his under-19 side. ‘The more I’m seeing games, the more I see things going back to physicality and the height factor.’ The irony, of course, is that Harper is no midget. He is six foot tall. Taller than Aiden McGeady and James McCarthy, the Glasgow-born Everton stars allowed to slip through the SFA’s fingers and play for the Republic of Ireland instead. The worry is that when the SFA host European Championship games at Hampden in 2020, the nation will finally get the chance to see the prodigious talent of Jack Harper. In the red shirt of Spain.",Dataset: ccdv/cnn_dailymail/3.0.0/validation,7.0,104.22527472527473,908.0,60.30383091149273,0.4158415841584158,0.7094530661393706,0.5800139762403913,0.6932908089298383,0.00019960797177882177,1.6573449896795571,0.33082744086575533,,0.1360110914011689,0.18556711873579873,0.7466690250241712,,0.7160250676415603,0.878857927665637
2016,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.3409781249996612,0.4689438667249799,0.18443538709758445,,0.3409781249996612,0.8639660073249458,0.2941488741695621,
2017,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.4241765456034198,-0.21664255019198025,,0.6909192486543092,0.4241765456034198,0.17837959040798568,,0.947206883630613
2018,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,,0.2650469485081263,0.1605035032401807,0.2596980989219777,,0.6600690891080923,0.27021699031215834,0.5159857338982815
2019,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.2578309084071624,,0.42087584147980595,0.6161925150111021,0.2578309084071624,,0.5305893285517835,0.8724801499874059
2020,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.505359920904475,-0.19527783021555697,,0.6570687904047441,0.505359920904475,0.19974431038440896,,0.9133564253810479
2021,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.5337490317537612,0.35655697892544524,0.6805856044958126,,0.5337490317537612,0.7515791195254111,0.7902990915677903,
2022,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.18197412585925127,,0.678745815089889,0.31407049943683857,0.18197412585925127,,0.7884593021618667,0.5703581344131423
2023,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.1669824671927112,0.17186176313790757,,0.6981457503738198,0.1669824671927112,0.5668839037378735,,0.9544333853501236
2024,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.29434318993792113,0.21624735930345307,,0.2123965691528878,0.29434318993792113,0.611269499903419,,0.4686842041291916
2025,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,,0.5641265594012373,0.3880954604175603,0.32396146854804064,,0.9591487000012033,0.49780894748953797,0.5802491035243444
2026,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.4727200867625093,-0.39219284163738627,0.6580097489055352,,0.4727200867625093,0.0028292989625796627,0.7677232359775128,
2027,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.33815911743060917,,0.3208506517104628,0.5517249165688158,0.33815911743060917,,0.43056413878244043,0.8080125515451196
2028,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.5799950035333209,0.5536153321163964,0.3361409608064251,,0.5799950035333209,0.9486374727163622,0.4458544478784027,
2029,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.4043425331245343,,0.5247329860017749,0.2219527982893174,0.4043425331245343,,0.6344464730737525,0.4782404332656212
2030,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.3020043005522155,-0.19306817017759187,,0.6726547957444329,0.3020043005522155,0.20195397042237406,,0.9289424307207367
2031,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.2200400425705396,-0.31882017667650575,0.16308669476700463,,0.2200400425705396,0.07620196392346018,0.27280018183898225,
2032,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.3100628825707382,,0.3054203307343667,0.431768079235871,0.3100628825707382,,0.41513381780634434,0.6880557142121748
2033,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.4280722748969702,0.3998493846170149,0.29702459437480766,,0.4280722748969702,0.7948715252169809,0.4067380814467853,
2034,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.16118102137775409,-0.3365752237737408,0.37212976895980265,,0.16118102137775409,0.05844691682622516,0.4818432560317803,
2035,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.4676803432816785,-0.3606204082443084,,0.5980454773585817,0.4676803432816785,0.03440173235565752,,0.8543331123348855
2036,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,,0.37462148635301584,0.6036482694424287,0.294504543274179,,0.7696436269529818,0.7133617565144064,0.5507921782504828
2037,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.5566362303804856,0.22464632265885354,,0.19907755036131836,0.5566362303804856,0.6196684632588194,,0.45536518533762216
2038,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.3942102646333965,-0.14151369886214932,0.2948622716301791,,0.3942102646333965,0.2535084417378166,0.40457575870215673,
2039,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.1737039873142625,-0.32730805483016484,0.1186357754232446,,0.1737039873142625,0.06771408576980109,0.22834926249522225,
2040,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.3062242552813708,0.2800753040264798,0.20500223199874865,,0.3062242552813708,0.6750974446264457,0.31471571907072626,
2041,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.5850294587436696,0.22139954964736502,0.5318470142450429,,0.5850294587436696,0.616421690247331,0.6415605013170205,
2042,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.12206667563985395,0.528444137426066,,0.660625658822876,0.12206667563985395,0.9234662780260319,,0.9169132937991799
2043,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.44312955295966605,,0.3924145589375153,0.32308878684775827,0.44312955295966605,,0.502128046009493,0.579376421824062
2044,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.11397224766554914,-0.11065425909265503,,0.32947138560950856,0.11397224766554914,0.2843678815073109,,0.5857590205858123
2045,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,,-0.12693425257041074,0.6165024164875371,0.3411790821241899,,0.2680878880295552,0.7262159035595148,0.5974667171004937
2046,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.41701127353074163,0.5741518266408422,,0.30638338840416146,0.41701127353074163,0.9691739672408082,,0.5626710233804653
2047,3275,"God help
the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost
him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. [Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasar, and John the
Bastard.] Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to meet your trouble? The
fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace; for
trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart
from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your
daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may guess by this what you are,
being a man.",Dataset: kmfoda/booksum/validation,2.4,77.90736000000001,235.0,47.740112994350284,0.0,0.39502214059996593,0.10971348707197764,0.2562876349763038,6.111467679422668e-05,0.5074351614224641,0.5870281586325004,0.4121076585096579,,-0.14201934391673443,0.5870281586325004,0.8071297991096238,,0.11426829105956937